Lifecatcher

So. I have this "superstition", if you must call it such, that if you hear the same song on the radio at least twice on a.) different stations, or b.) a request program THE WHOLE DAY, it’s gotta mean something.

Well. Today I was listening to the radiowaves from 9am to 5pm and three songs played repeatedly. And take note these songs? They are old songs. Meaning they got released last year, or five months ago or somethinhg, so they’re not really "fresh".

The songs:

1. Hey there Delilah by Plain White T’s

2. Oo by Updharmadown (I LOVE THEM. SHUT UP.)

3. A Sorta Fairytale by Tori Amos

I do not know what to make of the messages in these songs. :O

Have I mentioned I went to a bar last night? I think it was lame, after some introspection. Meep.

I swear, this is driving me nutsoez.

I’m just so tired of this crapola and HELLO. Why am I even giving a flying !@$# again?

Puh-lease. Enough. This isn’t even making my brain write stuff.
Tsk tsk tsk. Issues issues issues. Details. Meh.

Manila pollution makes me want to walk around or throw up.
Or possibly both.

I don’t think it’s a good thing to be flaky and shoddy. If something’s ticking you off, say it. No duh. Even 2 year-olds can see that. (And do so.)

Comment and concrit. I think there’s something a little off here?

Binary Planets.

Binary planets revolve
around each other
with one face
eternally basking

in the other’s
dark.

Unwittingly, you
pull me in your
silent little
orbit, gravitationally.

Revolving at
the speed of humid air
per heartbeat-
a poisonous

tango.
Binary planets.
You show one face
to me,

And I to you.
One, just one
face, will be
the sum total

of everything
we are, and could
ever be.

We cross paths
at untimely moments,
one eclipsing
the other,

drenched by
the stars at the
command of light-
I orbit around
you

When you begin to
eclipse me

again.