Categories
uncategorized

(no subject)

up all night again. just finished “reading” a UK edition of John Lennon – Unseen Archives, a bloated photo collection my dad gave me recently.

hearing Julian’s Valotte in my head, thinking about girls and what might have been.

also been thinking about my kid sister Karma, and wondering what she looks like now, where she is, and if i’ll ever get to meet her. all i ever really wanted in life was a sister. when i’m all alone in the world like i am these days, i scream her name out in my heart… and listen to the empty, lifeless echoes.

think today might be a day to write a new song.

p.s., when i said i’d be away, i think i meant emotionally. i still have to write things out of me. i’m not planning on having any sort of personal contact with the outside world for awhile. maybe i should check into a hospital… but with no insurance, that’s an impossibility.

By jae

jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.

Among the things that he has done for a laugh are minor fractures, cuts, scrapes, and various scabs. Though she's quick to point out that they're no imbecile, we're fairly certain that he thinks the word means some kind of medieval pharmacist.

This is her latest home on teh internets - where jae stores their swear words, when they're not hurling them at the sun in vain.