i feel like i've ruined your life. i don't want to have a child because i don't want them to think they've ruined mine.

Stumble Off

The sound moves with quality,
Life- like maneuvers in full.
Half alive in the dark shadows,
Lightning moves through my skull.
Sticky violins scream for me,
Pleading for a quiet new song.
Measures full of despondent notes,
Faithfully wishing life wasn't so long.


Taylor A. Olson

Suite 9-oh-9

Kiss, kiss you flavor my wine
Sweet cherry, center of time
Theres a dog waiting by the door
Oh that dog, babe, loves his whore

Feel that wind licking the shore?
No, doll, that aint water no more
You're just in that liquid mode
Oh its your love breaking beauty code

Baby Brat in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisville all the time.

Its not enough to go off and act
You have to live to reveal some fact
Discover, my charmer, the world
What happens when time gets twirled

Doe acushla in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisville all the time.

You whistle as you smoke
Since when can you take a joke?
Sweet baby oh you ran wild
They held you too tight as a child

No more "vitamins" in the bath
No, girl, thats not your path
Those sleep terrors ignite your pain
Plenty of scares in the house of rain

Darling girl in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisville all the time.
All the time, You stay, You stay.

Darling girl in suite 9-oh-9
You stay in Morrisvile all the time.



Taylor A. Olson

All The More

Empty dress all the more
revealing pain below the floor
quarters swimming in the sea
babe, you haven't rescued me

He goes there
He goes there all the more
He, He goes
He goes there

She knows the shadows lurking
She knows them all by name
Oh her baby isn't there
Oh baby don't subsist

He goes there

He goes there all the more

He, He goes

He goes there

She finds, She found it

touch, touch baby find me

He's on the sun as a spy

Control her she knows you

Be the lonely one, I'll show you

Don't give up the smother-cup

You know me, enough's too much

He owns her, Owns her only smile

Turn, turn, twist back time

I want to see that 1990 dime

He goes there

He goes there all the more

He, He goes

He goes there

Babe love me- miss me
All the more, while her
Love is going door to door.




Taylor A. Olson

Months as Waves

Trapped in a cage, lost at sea
No more here than there
No more alive than me
Situations depicted in black and white
Life encrypted with fear and spite.


Taylor A. Olson

Anxiety paired with pears

Constant worry leads to
Consuming life in whole chunks
Pieces dont fit well when it
Seems less and less real
More and more terrifying
Living day to day becomes
Uncharacteristically painful
The thorough humans
Could never quite grasp
Such a rare breed of life
Temperamental and contradicting
Of life itself, My being is such
A hypnotically obdurate creature

Taylor A. Olson


Taylor A. Olson

Noticing Life for a while

My thoughts grind together
Processing all the things I notice.
What a beautifully morbid activity.
Sleepy sighs fall into weepy yawns
Usually oblivious to streets and windows.
Prop myself up on willow trees with bark
Touch is more than a feeling to the strangers.
Rooms turning gold in the morning
Never able to ignore the sun's stripping glow.
Nothing is wrong with quenching a thirst
Except when you're an insect piercing skin.


Taylor A. Olson