March 25, 2008

Junkie

Readers' advisory:  These are intense (for me, anyway.)


Junkie


I took a taste,
stepped once into your eyes.
It was enough,
and too much.
let me go oh don’t let me go.
My veins stand open
one more hit...
please!
oh, what was it like to be free?
Fucker.
Lover.
at three in the morning
the brown velvet beckons.
I come too near the edge,
and it calls my name.
I fall.
A billion miles.
can you see me now?
an unnamed star.

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And now, because I’m the kind of gal who likes to live on the edge (haha), here’s another poem with the same theme. Tell me in the comments: Are either of these poems any good? And which one do you think is better?  luv...helen



Free


Come,

break my chains,

unlock the cage.

This love destroys...

it burns.

Set me free, give me wings.

Point the way to the mountaintop.

Do not follow.

There, I will live alone

beside the wind and moon.

There, I will find peace.

 



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Posted on 03/25/2008 5:52 PM Comments (14)

March 16, 2008

What Are Children For? (a photo essay)


To hug.


 
For reading to.



So we can do fun things without feeling like idiots.  




For being innocent.



To help us develop patience. *

 


To make complicated birthday cakes for.

 



To believe in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy.   **

 


To make us stop thinking about ourselves for two seconds.

 

For saying hilarious things.

Shane’s grandpa said at dinner one night: This is a very breasty chicken.
Shane: The roosters must have swooned over her.

 


To get handmade birthday cards from.

 


To love unconditionally.

 

*my beloved ex-sister-in-law      **his tooth came out in a lollipop.


>>Buzznet parents: please steal this idea. We would love to see your kids and read your captions!<<

 


Posted on 03/16/2008 5:26 PM Comments (26)

March 8, 2008

I don't dash off spur-of-the-moment journals, but....

                                                               

[Second in my series on writing to artists with no comment section.] 

Ashly (newageamazon) already wrote a journal about Travis McCoy’s blog, and of course, nobody does it better than she, but I wanted to add my two cents. 

Ashly gave a link to Travis’ blog, but in case you don’t go to the link, (I’ll be the first to admit I often don’t follow links), this is the gist of his blog:

Travis admits to being a drug addict since the age of 15. There was a brief period a few years back in which he went through a detox program, but he says it didn’t help. In his words, he says, “being fucked up...WAS my life, day in and day out.”  Having lost so many friends to drugs, he realized he didn’t want HIS friends and loved ones to add him to that list. 

He has recently been through a detoxification procedure that cleaned his opiate receivers. He’s determined to stay clean this time.

These are some things he’s pondering as he embarks on his drug-free life.

"Will I still be cool drug free? Will I lose my edge? Will my writing suffer? Will my friends think I’m lame? Will I still be a fun guy or a vegetable? "

Travis, this is the best thing ever! Will you be able to write? You will write better!! You will be able to see clearly and absorb all of your life experiences that form the basis of what you write about.  You may feel pain now instead of deadening it with drugs. Do you know where a lot of great art comes from?  Pain!!  Will you be cool? You will be cooler!  Someone who is able to resist the temptation of drugs shows great strength and coolness! Will your friends think you’re lame?  That’s such a silly question I won’t respond to it.

Bottom line, Travis.  Congratulations!!  I admire you, I wish you all the best as you face each new morning drug-free. I hope this will be a life-long commitment for you.

to read Ashly's (newageamazon) blog click here

to read Travis' blog click here 



Posted on 03/08/2008 3:29 PM Comments (6)

March 3, 2008

Hey Patrick!

                                    

Hey Patrick!

I’ve just come from your brand-new website! 

I felt like a mouse who just showed up to the mousetrap only to find the cheese was missing!  I didn’t see a place to leave a comment!  It’s probably just as well.  You would get a lot of these types of comments: “I ♥ u Patrick. ur lyk so kewl!!!!!!” and “If I send you my dog, will you autograph him for me?”

But it just seems unnatural to me now not to leave comments! So I’ll leave them here. It’s as good a place as any.

Kudos to Andrea Garcia Castro for the sweet caricature of you. It’s really amazing how an artist can do a caricature of a you, and even though it doesn’t have any nose or eyes, we instantly know it’s you!

So you’re producing Gym Class Heroes’ new record.  That’s great news!  Although I’m still not clear on what a producer does. Is he kind of like the director of a film, in other words, the boss?  No one has ever fully explained this to me....

Well, good luck with all of your projects. I’ll be anxious to see the film you’re making, too!

luv...helen...xo

ps. I knew you wrote the blog personally because nobody else would use the word “vessel” in a sentence.  (except a sailor...or a pirate)   ; )

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What would you like to say to Patrick? Or me, for that matter.  You can write it in the comments.

 

 

 



Posted on 03/03/2008 6:15 PM Comments (14)
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