Sunday, April 25, 2010


I can still remember the way your lips burned my skin, I've never felt a fire so desperate to consume.


Monday, April 19, 2010

I'm waiting for you to grow into your shoes

Sunday, April 4, 2010

one minute poetry

Tell me your thoughts
Spilt from the wine you keep balanced
Delicately on the edge of a table
Sanded from the trees in a forest up north

The same wood you use to fill the holes
In the walls you put up
That you just can’t help but peer out of
Pretending there’s a lock

Step through,
You are not a man
You are a splinter in your own universe
A crack in the bottle of every wineglass you’ve balanced
Begging it not to fall.

Sunday, March 28, 2010




i conquered my own childhood silence and now the world is my lit confessional marquee,
but it'd take a busload of high school soccer girls to wash those hospitals off me

oh, am i clean?
nineteen.

they said sex will keep you young and make you older at the same time,
they said sex will have left you aged normally,
and so i guess it's sorta like smoking and walking at the same time
in that it will have left you aged normally

oh, am i clean?
lord, please, why me?

i wish i could feel close to somebody but i don't feel nothing.
now they say i need to quit doing all this random ffff-
now i think my upstairs neighbor hears me masturbating,
and there's other one's peeping through the slits in my curtains
and i never got a name for my shady compulsion
'cause i messed up and kissed my shrink in a jersey city hotel room..
and i know saying all this in public should make me feel funny,
but ya gotta yell something out you'd never tell nobody.

we found the dead fox, and a dozen matchbox cars, when we cut back the hedges on cortelyou place,
how many got lost left so long they grew moss 'cause they recoiled into the shadows of my embrace?
we found the dead fox, and a dozen matchbox cars, when we cut back the hedges on cortelyou place,
how many got lost left so long they grew moss 'cause they recoiled into the shadows of my embrace?

oh, am i clean?
lord, please, why me? 

-Yoni Wolf

Thursday, March 25, 2010

M: I don't recall any sparkles in your room

A: well, there are now.

M:bullshit

A: hahaha

A: theyre all over my face too!

M: You just made me choke on my water

M: Congratulations, you have officially won life

A: HAHAHHA