Wednesday, July 25, 2007

this is time passing



time passes fast during summer nights, hot and bright, during summer days of rain and vodka-dreaming reality-slips. i make up words to conquer my own anxiety and i wonder why my whole body itches. i hear her voice on the radio. it sooths me while my heart dreams nightmares about stockholm and losing what i'll never be able to call your loss. not mine either, since i never had it. you.

time passes fast and i'm sure you spent at least a minute reading this. was it worth it?

4 comments:

Lotta said...

SURE it was worth it!
Time is meant to be spend on funny and unnecessary things, ask me, I´m living for unnecessary things.
Well well. Du vill köpa min "konst" säger du! Jag är faktiskt smickrad:)
Vad ska jag dra till med... vad vill du ha?

Lotta said...

vi kan kanske göra en bytesaffär?
veet du vad jag skulle villa ha av dej? ett blandband. fast på CD. lite skum musik. så skickar jag dej nåt spännande i konstväg med posten. vad säger du?

sara said...

vadå what's up with that? trodde jag har lönedag på fredag, men kanske du vet bättre om my aktia-account? ;)
visste inte att du också har blogg, nu skall jag snoka!

sara said...

oukke, oukke. på min gamla arbetsplats betalades det alltid ut på fre whatsoever, alltså varannan fre(närmast 15:e o sista). men whateva.