Devious Journal Entryim a slacker, i know, but im gunna call it "a proccess"
nothing is good enough when theres people as amazing as this
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i had a live version that i filmed at the Human the Death Dance Tour, but its not on my macbook, so youtube will do
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FunnelsChildren in a sand boxFunnels
Wait while Mothers gab with
Filtered cigarettes
And last Monday's stories
Play with toes and
Shovels while developing
Words In a language Derived from Sound ear drum, Waves and god There is no truck today, so the funnel is shared
My imaginary friend is named
After a variation of yours My first born will be
So that I remember to Dig my toes in sand Despite high tide
winds and thirty
degree weather
If we were to kiss, Crochet It would not be
Lu
by ~anewfireeachday
StampsThere is a sun that greys in cycles, It comes back each day for those who do the same,Stamps
For us, Carrying messages to god first class postage, letters read; “I have not forgotten you,
it’s
by ~anewfireeachday
Sunday Morning SafetyThere are some secrets that shatter us into temporary shards of uncomfortable unsettled. There are some poems so honest that we will never be old enough to read. &nSunday Morning Safety
by ~anewfireeachday
kryptonite and crucifixI’ve been spending time compiling a list of all my heroes. Not all of them are famous, but I’m having some trouble fitting jesus christ in there.kryptonite and crucifix
I want him in the picture but I just can’t seem to figure why I’ve always been told to worship a guy who left us high and dry.
Though at this point I’m learning not to bother picking a fight with god, resenting him for taking back what he once gave me seems a little bit ungrateful, as much I need you I’m no competition in giving him the silent treatment; I have too many questions.
Questions I keep asking people with gaudy framed diplomas on their walls who give me an
by ~anewfireeachday
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Ready, GoPicture this There is a man who plays piano like it’s his job Not like It’s his job to make some money to feed his kids to maintain a socially acceptable home life slash cocaine habit But like it’s his job To remind everyone else that music is brutal and real love makes you sick To keep people guessing when all they really really want is the whole world’s cheat sheet To warm a room with his hands and to hand out chills to the few who deserve them. This man plays piano like it’s his lover Like he Keeps his face so close to the elephant to be sure it won’t walk out on him Like blReady, Go
by ~LyttleBlankyta
Letters to NightThat's what's keeping us alive- a type-set sun-writer- Calling all the shots! The shots responding accordingly! That's what's keeping us alive- a write-handed- ambidextrous- quadruple- amputee- Riding all the bicycles! Their pedals spinning dissemblingly! That's what's keeping us alive- our missing stamps in our humble collections.Letters to Night
by ~jimisutherland
Disability(lying face-down, carribean, salt water mouth-wash) i, a cloud's reflection, float on by, liking to breathe but not breathing. (why do today that which was done yesterday?)Disability
(face-down, mouth-open, saline baptism) i choose to defy nature, (the shallow water, two feet in depth) able to stand, but not standing. liking to breathe, but today is to-day.
by ~jimisutherland
Safer DialogueIs there something you need to tell me? Because I've been pining over crayoned walls like child covered night-light halls, like backwards calls to saints inside me. And if you had the balls to lie beside me under stars and ask me what my biggest fears are, I would let you know: you. And where you’ve been, and how long you plan to let me grow away from what you gave me. Or, how long you plan to let me wait for you to save me before you make it known that you're not on your way, before you claim ashamed of what you made me. Let’s be clear, here: you are no king. Your puppeteer fingers are fears on fraying strings, and you’re folding, sticking sSafer Dialogue
by ~LyttleBlankyta
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“The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.”- Albert Camus
keep writing
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"Put passion to this pen, in hopes of something beautiful, but there's nothing pure that ever could or ever would come of this"
{d.g.w.}
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"Take this pen to paper,
like a virgin enthralled by the danger.
Poetry was never this real to me..."
{s.a.
Your poetry is evocative; I'm happy to add you to my
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when i totally love you to death?
Oh wait nevermind, thats all the time.
<3
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I'd bury this pen into my veins.
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And until i decide to take my watch off i will still believe that we were just a matter of time
thats so sweet, it just about made my day
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"Put passion to this pen, in hopes of something beautiful, but there's nothing pure that ever could or ever would come of this"
{d.g.w.}
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"Take this pen to paper,
like a virgin enthralled by the danger.
Poetry was never this real to me..."
{s.a.
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And until i decide to take my watch off i will still believe that we were just a matter of time
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