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alyssa anne
17 March 2008 @ 11:49 pm
darn the car. i should probably just let the boy fix the car.
yet somehow the asphyxiating exhaust
water laden trunk
and slipshod window, upheld with a leather rein
is the epitome of my haphazard yet
satisfyingly functional life.
 
 
alyssa anne
24 February 2008 @ 11:31 pm

today freedom and i skidded anxiously down a muddy road,
somewhat uptight with the prospect of being shot
-unsure of what exactly was being hunted

is this a season for anything?

is there really any season during which boys with beers should also be equipped with shotguns?

obviously i dont actually find this a health hazard - i give them the  benifit of the doubt to be... observant?
and not shoot myself, or my horse, and ride despite it rather often

- should i really complain when it is, after all, certainly not my property?

but really this has nothing to do with anything,

when we finally slipped out of the dismal mess of logging ... i need an L word here that describes the sad display of half-hearted trees that now hold on in the mud and destruction.

either way, we were out in the little grassy swarth - where the sky suddenly springs up before you and it's amazingly alive in comparison to the previous - bridge and spring shortly ahead on the horizon

and the ever chary-freedom takes the lovely movement to balk and snort at the unnacostomed sight of..
a lovely little bucket bowl thing, over laden with corn

i was momentarily bemused before i recalled a previous conversation with a certain gun-toting boy in reference to the fact that on the camera that shows what eats the corn - my horse tends to appear rather often

and i'd countered with she clearly needed her own pile.




---

and that made me smile.


but that's not what hangs on my heart
and has my insides all a delicate disarray

i think i've somewhat had my heart broken

i dont really understand how i find myself so stricken

but why is it that if there is some terribly calamity
i cant just be told about it?

instead i'll loiter in loneliness,
untill finally my interest is indulged in what always comes off as a terribly painful confession?

surely it's entirely painful to know,
but if its understood i care,
can't i be allowed to comiserate?

i wish i would allow myself a meager measure of indifference
but the trend is always so faithfully forgiving. 

i cant validate claims of abandoning
by doing it.

but really now,
how long can this go on?

 
 
alyssa anne
18 December 2007 @ 10:47 pm
indifference
apathy
dispassion
stoicism
detachment
insouciance

make me love. 
 
 
alyssa anne
13 December 2007 @ 09:31 pm
well  
36 hrs.

my first summer job response
has come in from the rolling georgia countryside

the student loans commercial
about falling in love while studying abroad
made me and davenia nearly die laughing
no one else in the lobby seemed to quite feel the humor
probably because they lack our fixation with cheesy pickup lines

oh im so indifferent.
occasionally i feel slightly interested
never intrigued,
and linger briefly
but shirk prolongued attforention.

whats funny is delving into these entries 4 years  back
consists of entries littered with youth group friends,
haley and tyler
the same unabashed adoration for my platonic cohorts
and the unflappable apathy towards everything else

except..
for the hidden entry
of secret affairs and unmentioned infatuations.

haley told me she logged onto lj to slip into our past
i mentioned that half of mine was hidden when we talked
and when i wrote

she laughed and replied that i should really, really change my password from the one i had when we were 10,
 because yes, she still knew it.
 
 
alyssa anne
03 December 2007 @ 11:31 am
and  
i'm high enough from all the waiting
to ride a wave on your inhaling.
'cause i love you -
can't help but love you.
 
 
Current Music: breathe in - frou frou
 
 
alyssa anne
01 December 2007 @ 01:20 am
'i cant even remember you having a girlfriend'
'i know how sad is that?'
'aw its not too sad, can you ever remember me having a boyfriend?'
'yes you have! there was that one boy..'"
'you mean the one boy no one knew about until you told haley who then called, incensed(this is really a bad word to use here considering it could mean something along the lines of aromatic perfume and incense burning or inraged. yes i meant the latter.) that i was 'ditching' her for a boy and not in corpus?'
'oh yeah.. i did that...'
'yes. and that hardly counts. i mean do we really count 'alyssa's bored and pointlessly harboring attention for the sake of entertainment' a relationship?'
'wow. that was horrible. and so true.'




i'm still annoyed that my phone deleted my address book, and that i dont have all my numbers.


sometimes i wonder when i'll be satisfied

(a moment here to say that out of everything i own
i am rather satisfied with freedom, she's vice infected but somehowdivine.)

i'd like to know where i'll live next

i wish i could configure my summer
and know i would manage somewhere south working
and enduring every phone conversation with haley
where i'll learn about every missed excursion

and pine painfully for my other half.


if i wasn't so animal enamored
i'd put in a vote for a city change


though i'll never get over the story book allure
of rolling green hills and fire-red infused foliage
overtaken on a fleet footed, fiery mare


i used to loose myself to whimsical fabrications
there was wonder in idle mornings of fantasy

somewhere in highschool i shirked imagination for
my life.


i now endevour to maintain experiences equal to previous fantiful asperations
playing out my silly larks

and though the main events catch chapter titles
theres something in the normality that enthralls me

it's why every night i'm dying to call you
to tell you just how amazing
nothing was.
 
 
alyssa anne
20 November 2007 @ 10:02 pm
way up north to alaska...

makes me think of listenin to these johnny horton tunes in the car
in place of schoolwork (homework, though everything is homework when your homeschooled)

saying 'but dad, what about my education?'
'this is educational! north to alaska! geography!'




i want to go home to hug my puppy
and sing silly old songs with olivia
and endure haleys haphazard excursions



home is entirely relative
i feel its evasive and always a step away


its the normality of my parents
the nagging of my grandma
the endless incidents with tyler and matt
hbo on demand forever and a day with haley
the quaintness of lanies room
the simplicity of my dorm room
the banter throughout my dorm
coniguring who all is lanies cousins
dropping in for chance encounters with kimberly
freezing in virginia
wondering about the thread count of eric's amazingly soft sheets...



its that point of living everywhere and nowhere

i dont feel that i can ever be stagnant again.

it's something akin to wanderlust...
 
 
alyssa anne
09 November 2007 @ 11:37 pm
"thats when she stopped me and said 'just so you know alyssa is on your side.'"

funny funny moment of elation
of thank you
i'm not attempting to usurp your lover

and you apparently acknowledge that.

wonder.



sometimes we sit and giggle
mulling over everyone i've elligedly been talking to
'your on the list'
'screw you guys dont touch me!'
'but you love us!'
'not in public! it'll get me kicked outta school!'
'whatever when i read the rule book it said no sex with boys.'
'ohhh dear...'




i found a moment where i actually thought
there were people that i liked enough
i'd let them dawdle in texas with me over breaks
when i'd previously concluded no one could possibly interfere
with home home home
 
 
alyssa anne
12 October 2007 @ 09:48 pm
.  
i realized you can record with this computer.

i recorded myself, playing piano and singing

and now i'm listening to it

how vain is that?
 
 
alyssa anne
11 September 2007 @ 09:34 am
im content in that
im surrounded with cordial cohorts
and playful playmates

i adore knowing someones libal to slip in
here and there to idle alongside in our room
here and there

so i'm shifting between
different atmospheres
trying to configure which is most reassuring

its like junior year all over again
casually observing the kids i find most amusing
and figuring out how i'm going to convince them
nonchalantly, of course
to be my friend

only now its junior year in college
and its not showing up at the neighbors
or switching seats in physics over the 'lighting'
its more haphazard than ever before