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	<title>Soliloqui</title>
	<link>http://soliloqui.com</link>
	<description>in all its lackluster glory.</description>
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		<title>self-centered</title>
		<description>i like to creep lightly in life's quiet crevices
among the harried and hurried crowds.
above the clamor of the coffee cafe
my thoughts are calm and come in rolling waves
no one knows me here
i sit by myself
           in myself
    ...</description>
		<link>http://soliloqui.com/2008/11/13/self-centered/</link>
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		<title>Progress</title>
		<description>


I'm headed home but I'm not so sure
That home is a place you can still get to by train

Oh, I suppose they'll say I should've known
Or maybe I'm just feeling old
Like a lawyer with no one to blame

Oh, well the wind starts to look like her hair
And the clouds in ...</description>
		<link>http://soliloqui.com/2008/10/29/progress/</link>
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		<title>your bed</title>
		<description>the way the sunlight
hits your fluffy pillows
so soft and white
in the morning
and your sweet sleeping face

bed’s so big and soft
it’s like a home
no need for the room
my hair’s messy
and you like it
well i like yours that way too

keep the ac going strong
so i can nestle under your sheets
it’s so warm ...</description>
		<link>http://soliloqui.com/2008/10/22/your-bed/</link>
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		<title>the wedding pt2</title>
		<description>thickly pulling down, still swiftly rising up
thin wisp of breath breaks beneath the din
oh Lord! knees shaking to the gravel,
so vile a deed, you can't, i won't, there's no sin
equal to such fate, his eyes grow dull </description>
		<link>http://soliloqui.com/2008/10/22/the-wedding-pt2/</link>
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		<title>Socially Awkward</title>
		<description>I think the reason I was so antisocial in middle school to high school was because I thought I was being social through AIM and Xanga.
Sigh. Technology.
How I love and hate you. </description>
		<link>http://soliloqui.com/2008/10/19/socially-awkward/</link>
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		<title>the wedding</title>
		<description>your smile shines on me
i see your face
it's so far away

it's so easy to forget
we're not so strong
not so strong

love is a strange power
it makes us feel
we're not afraid

but when this
thin paper of life, it breaks
love shows us the way

love makes us feel invincible
but when we lose our faith
yeah we ...</description>
		<link>http://soliloqui.com/2008/10/16/the-wedding/</link>
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		<title></title>
		<description>

"Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary." - Cecil Beaton

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		<link>http://soliloqui.com/2008/10/07/138/</link>
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		<title>The End.</title>
		<description>"Hi Christine!" He smiles that same old smile that I used to find sweet, but now is only sickeningly so. His voice prickles through my skin.
I hate that he pretends everything is okay, but in a moment of horror I realize that he's not pretending. He's better than okay. The ...</description>
		<link>http://soliloqui.com/2008/10/01/the-end-2/</link>
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		<title>Nothing Gold Can Stay</title>
		<description>It's so cold here
Never felt the chill before
My walls were never thin
Opened the doors and windows
to let you in
The empty draft lingers
Should have locked up tighter
not let the curtains blow in the wind

I wanted to be like Juliet
but you said Juliet's dead
"Be my Romeo" I plead
"I want to be Romeo
But ...</description>
		<link>http://soliloqui.com/2008/09/24/nothing-gold-can-stay/</link>
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		<title>Light Years Away</title>
		<description>
It's almost like you had it planned
It's like you smiled and shook my hand and said
"Hey, I'm about to screw you over, big time" 

It's how you wanted it to be
It's like you played a joke on me
And I lost a friend in the end
And I think that I cried ...</description>
		<link>http://soliloqui.com/2008/09/18/light-years-away/</link>
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