IN RECENT NEWS:

I made a new blog, because apparently that's what I do sometimes. I NEED A CHANGE. So, I will no longer be updating this one. Aw. Anyways, if you want to keep up with my sometimes poetry and sometimes random lists/ridiculous updates about my life, I'll be posting stuff here: heartsbeatheadsbeat.blogspot.com

k. ily.

--erin

Outro

dear paris,

i would've stitched our hearts together like the lips of the damned
if it could've helped anything.

i'd've kissed you like you were more than just my muse,
but i needed to taste heaven before committing to hell.

(there was nothing less innocent than our love.

your black and white tendencies
were always more enticing than a technicolor alpine,

and your hands were always more thrilling.)

all good things must come to an end, though, paris,
and you...
you were the best thing.

mama tells me it's time to go now.
i know you won't wait,
but i'll be seeing you.

watching.
waiting.
writing.
i'm coming back to you,
someday.
someday.

i'm leaving the way i came,
pessimistically and with a journey weighing heavily
on my mind and
on my back.


goodbye, paris.

with a measure of corrupted love,

--alis priddy

Not There

The desire to dance alone in your room may someday be replaced by the desire to rest,
the blisters on your toes may someday be replaced by socks, shoes, and a season white as the innocence you didn't realize you had,
the faces in your memory may someday be replaced by to-do lists and words that lost their meaning when you weren't looking,
and your heart may someday be replaced by the needles that fell off of the first Christmas tree in your parents' living room.


--Erin