sam cochrane

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Some times I have trouble sleeping. Strike that, erase it. Alot of the time is about how much time I have trouble sleeping. I'm not an insomniac or at least I dont think so. My understanding is that an insomniac mentally can't go to sleep. I just think about things. and worry and think and type and think and play jazz records.


stuck inside on the back of desk drawer and rediscovered

i guess i dont really believe that you can shed your skin
but i say that wishing i could look out from the 50th story of a large bright hotel.
the things I hate in you are usually the ones I want to see in myself.
i can see you on the inside of my droopy world—
passed out from too many late nights and late memories.
there’s no place for you right now on the sam planet as me.
beat nostalgia to death in the backyard of my old house by the swingset.
all of my old words seem to have a certain way of bring back all my memories
with a blown out speaker playing in the back of my car.
maybe some plain and sad song with an awful melody.
we can wake up on waking up one day and leave it in the tall grass.
believe me.
believe me.
believe me.
purple orange painted curtain sky and pale white specks of dust littered with plastic wind.
the world drops down to 40 degrees and it doesn’t freeze but becomes a slushi
you can look through and move slowly but never stop.

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