Archive for January 6th, 2008


by(no means)gone

                                                                  Gregg Araki, 2004. Mysterious Skin

And as we sat there listening to the carolers,  
I wanted to tell Brian it was over now and everything would be okay.
But that was a lie, plus, I couldn’t speak anyway.
I wish there was some way for us to go back and undo the past.
But there wasn’t.
There was nothing we could do.
So I just stayed silent and trying to telepathically communicate…
how sorry I was about what had happened.
And I thought of all the grief and sadness…
and fucked up suffering in the world…
and it made me want to escape.
I wished with all my heart that we could just…
leave this world behind.
Rise like two angels in the night and magically…

Scott Heim