The City

Everyone has something.
Everything is someone's.

The City and Its Own [excerpt]
Irving Feldman

so many variations

we marvel at the many things there
are to say: so many variations
and colors of the same thought, so

many different lengths in the words
that line up together on our tongues.

Sometimes Never [excerpt]
Joyce Sutphen

a little love,

Give me hunger,
O you gods that sit and give
The world its orders.
Give me hunger, pain and want,
Shut me out with shame and failure
From your doors of gold and fame,
Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger!

But leave me a little love,
A voice to speak to me in the day end,
A hand to touch me in the dark room
Breaking the long loneliness.
In the dusk of day-shapes
Blurring the sunset,
One little wandering, western star
Thrust out from the changing shores of shadow.
Let me go to the window,
Watch there the day-shapes of dusk
And wait and know the coming
Of a little love.

At a Window
Carl Sandburg

on a Friday.

I never thought I would die on a Friday.

The Rules of Attraction
Bret Easton Ellis

only you

my heart
is a pen
in your hand

it is all
up to you
to write me happy or sad...

...please make
my future
better than the past

Only You [excerpts]
Rumi

The woman who loves you.

Left off the highway and
down the hill.
At the bottom, hang another left.
Keep bearing left. The road
will make a Y. Left again.
There's a creek on the left.
Keep going. Just before
the road ends, there'll be
another road. Take it
and no other. Otherwise,
your life will be ruined
forever. There's a log house
with a shake roof, on the left.
It's not that house. It's
the next house, just over
a rise. The house
where trees are laden with
fruit. Where phlox, forsythia,
and marigold grow. It's
the house where the woman
stands in the doorway
wearing sun in her hair. The one
who's been waiting
all this time.
The woman who loves you.
The one who can say,"What's kept you?"

Waiting
Raymond Carver

all right

Don't you know it's gonna be all right...

Revolution
The Beatles

And I don't want to.

I don't know my future after this weekend. And I don't want to.

Big Time Sensuality
Bjork

pucker up

In the Most Distant Closeness

The hours move on in eternity
while my lips move no farther than
the rose-red threshold of your long, sweet fingers
and it seems to me as if I kiss the world to come.

In the Most Distant Closeness [excerpt]
Abraham Joshua Heschel

always ready for you.

My eyes are always ready for you.

The Rules of Attraction
Bret Easton Elis

Sex without love

Sex without love is an empty experience, but as empty experiences go it's one of the best.

Woody Allen

30

And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.
-Abraham Lincoln

We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
-Anais Nin

I'm not interested in age. People who tell me their age are silly. You're as old as you feel.
-Elizabeth Arden

I want to die young at a ripe old age.
-Ashley Mantagu

I am going to start living vicariously through myself.
-Rich L.

dream

Think about when you were a child...What did you dream about?

borrowed from a TV commercial