Wednesday, December 15, 2010

oh, joanna:

deyarmond edison- 'first impression'

I love this song, mainly because I get this song.



I've been feeling your hold
For a week or so
The impression shows

And I know I've been
In the arms of kin
My old strength is my new friend
My direction
My reverence

And there's a train in my heart
That doesn't seem to start
Unless you're lying next to me

When I go to bed
I lay down my wishful head
I'll be hearing what you said
Echoing
Reveling

My heart has been tearing
For there to here
My dear

I've got a baseball mitt
Made of leather and my spit
For catching sky bits that have slipped
I call it sensation
You call it revelation

I've been feeling your hold
For a week or so
The impression shows

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

when you:

contradictions unravel
and I can't seem
to keep track

words were spoken
months ago
that have been taken back

repeated
and then gone

and then suddenly
reappearing.

a bee sting
it seems
in the middle of my heart

I keep it quiet
but show it on my face.

tip toeing
around it
to keep up the pace.

deciding whats worse
or better
or stronger
or a compromise

when you
say never
and your eyes
say if push comes to shove

when you
say I can't
but your hands
don't leave

when you
say nothing,
something is still
conquering
us.

always
conquering us.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

everyone should know:

that I have a friend named benjamin gene schilling who is 17 years old and moved far away from placerville (our hometown) to los angeles to pursue his dream of becoming an actor/comedian/entertainer/inspriation.

and I just thought the world should know, or at least the handful of people who read my blog, that I (matti hawley mckenzie) believe in him.

I believe in him a lot more than I believe in most things.

and he's gonna make it.


a little/ a lot obsessed:



forever. eternity.