a.d.w.a.y – (something i wrote exactly 4 years ago tonight)

a.d. w. a. y. ?

you would write a thing or two and

toss it a million ways around

the net-


it’s way aross the many screens

i didn’t think twice

when it would

sometimes hit me

sometimes miss me.

but now i find myself missing you

you were lonely then

like me now

searching for something

that only exists with some people

and even some people have exhausted it

but you were sensitive like me

i could feel that between the static

i could feel that between the lies

the lies of life

we see

and run into


all i can think about right now

is the empty

and the space

the negative

the silent

on the memory of something

notifiations never-

tag my name now

no notes

no news




comes now

from you

you’re nowhere to be seen




my friend

you don’t know how much you mean

to me 🙂


Author: b-side junkie

artist/designer, music lover, b-side junkie, writer, bartender, animal lover..."feelist"... Mad mime

2 thoughts on “a.d.w.a.y – (something i wrote exactly 4 years ago tonight)”

  1. You’re misunderstanding what it means for something negative. Wonderland is what you make of it…And sometimes you can find your wonderland in the least likely of places…i.e. The gutter.


  2. my niece visited my office this morn’so I borrowed her FaceBk app and spied bit on you, only to be SHOCKED & APPALLED by an arrow picture “TO WONDERLAND” on your timeline…WHY ? you have all going great for you (1) youth (2) beauty (3) intelligence (4) talent(s) (5) popularity…WHY MUST YOUR WONDERLAND POINT TO SOME CITY GUTTER AT STREET OR SIDEWALK ? I can write a mile longer, but I shall suffice here & BTW McDonald’s on Pico diagonally across from your Barkowski SUCKS…WHY ? (1) summertime no more deals of buy one and get second free re smoothies and (2) THESE BASTARDS DO NOT NEVER EVER TURN ON THE AC AND ITS LIKE SHIT SAUNA INSIDE ON A SUMMER PM…GLAD YOU ARE NOT THERE !!! GLAD YOU ARE NOT IN THE SAUNA WITH ME; I HATE TO BE IN THE SAUNA WITH LADY KIYOKO COLE !!! have a nice weekend


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