Into The Night: October 2005

Saturday, October 29, 2005

My brother! <3

Me. In drag, sorta. So, Colin.

Elphaba: Give me the damn dog.

Babes! <3

Again, myself as Blues Brother, and sexy vixen Marielle the vampire.

I'm apparently a Blues Brother. And I get all the chicks. Meet Nadia.

Nadia meets Elton John.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Dance, Dance

She says she's no good with words but I'm worse
Barely stuttered out
"A joke of a romantic" or stuck to my tongue
Weighed down with words too over-dramatic
Tonight it's "it can't get much worse"
Vs. "no one should ever feel like.."

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

You always fold just before you're found out
Drink up its last call
Last resort
But only the first mistake and I...

I'm two quarters and a heart down
And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds
These words are all I have so I'll write them
So you need them just to get by

Why don't you show me the little bit of spine
You've been saving for his mattress, love

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

Why don't you show me the little bit of spine
You've been saving for his mattress (mattress, mattress)
I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you'd love to lead

Dance this is the way they'd love (way they'd love)
Dance this is the way they'd love (way they'd love)
Dance this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

Dance, Dance

Thursday, October 20, 2005

MY NEW TATTOO!!! <3

Closeup.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

To the man in the folds

Misster said: ‘Oh but it is hollow
between what might be you
and what was me’

Do you say things late at night
when you are not yourself?
When you are shapes beneath the
sheets, when you are wet roads
and hospital bills? -- Ray wonders
to the alien baby in the jar
full of light.

‘I birthed it’ How odd for you
to own birth, Misster,
like the time you dreamt
of carrying to term the fetus
of yourself, born male of female.

‘Can I hold you like spoons can I kiss
you touch you are so beautiful’
But I am spooning through to your
interatrial groove, to fill
aching cavities of the heart
with love and blood to mend.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Brian, Melissa (who loves lesbians), and Margaret (who announced that she also, loves lesbians. Let it be known that I, who took the picture, love lesbians too!)