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The Loner and his Leach
Words run away leave me alone for just one day bounding and re-bounding like pistons in my head I gave you fuel, now I want you dead So I swim...in all directions as if I could ever get away you cling to me like leaches stagnant water larva, licking remorseful clay What do I do to get back in the pool everyone is playing,…
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Give Back
holding onto this hate like a noose around my neck like somehow this proves you wrong why keep driving towards the wreck? it does me no good need to climb out of this tree burn that knotted rope run, reborn and free the water rises and I can't swim feet tied to your anchor hoping the tide will bring me in back on shore…
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Tattoo
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Topaz
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silv’ry Tay! Alas! I am very sorry to say That ninety lives have been taken away On the last Sabbath day of 1879, Which will be remember’d for a very long time. ’Twas about seven o’clock at night, And the wind it blew with all its might, And the rain came pouring down, And the dark clouds…
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It's not as if I don't know what it looks like
It’s not as if I don’t know what it all looks like through a key hole I’m sure it looks like I don’t appreciate the love but no one sees the whole like I do they didn’t see the shell or the brandy or the rose! they didn’t see the long line before they don’t know that the man on the moon might love the woman on the shelf…
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She
Beware of your intentions She's beautiful,Yet complicated Inviting you in with her infectious smile She knows what she wants And she'll tell you her story, If you're willing to listen at all. Don't take her for granted She stands by her word With insecurities larger than life. She wants someone to love her Someone to lust,…
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Saying good bye to Denali
Love the boys at Felt Soul Media and they do a great job again in this short video. Warning that you might want to have some tissues close, especially if you are a dog lover. https://vimeo.com/feltsoulmedia/denali
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All My Parts
All My Parts Movement from heart to pen to heart again Voice added to quell the guilt of letting painfully unapologetic ego ride for too long Watching the suffering simpering of gossips affect Negativity bias has blackened the soul, heart bleeds in deep rebellion Spilling Observations Mountains into molehills, Mouse’s…
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New Issue of Hot Valley Writers
Our summer edition has gone live! Read and enjoy. Thanks especially to our PJ contributors. And think about submitting to our next issue, everyone. Thanks! http://hotvalleywriters.com/index.html
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Need Submissions! For Hot Valley Writers, the oh so cool online lit magazine
Yes, it's that time again. Submissions open until June 1. Short fiction, non-fiction, and poetry. Please join us. Questions, PM me. Thanks! http://www.hotvalleywriters.com/
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What's the point?
There’s a pool I hardly use there are dresses in the closet I haven’t worn yet there is a bicycle that needs some action! what am I doing? I need to use the nice things I have I need to appreciate the good in my life what about the china that is dusty in the cabinet? what about the walks I’ve yet to take? What about the…
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ya ya
remember when we would create? yeah, I don't either I don't remember much except for fanfare on riverboats random earthly flagstuff scattered like display alas we were barely in whatever can be a shot ear, whiskey, a wait we were what was called john barleycorn in love (or so it's called by name) what i don't have is what…
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pain's center
alive not living caged up & small something like a parakeet twisted sick wings no fly going just clouds sometimes pass over lifespan dancers file & fill razorblades while a grandmother's wind up ballerina musical jewelry box takes a dive for the floor
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Sell some rare but cool itrms
I have some cool and rare items is look to sell based on still looking for work. Very rare cd cover hunger strike signed by 5 members and 6 members signed an 8x10 pic oh temple of the dog. I also have a Chris Cornell signed pic with him and Eddie in stage. Think it's a shot fro PJ20 the movie and I also have a pic signed…
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From the Archives: Backstage at Ann Arbor '94
A long, long time ago, when the Pearl Jam board was called Synergy, I used to write Pearl Jam Fan Fiction of a sort, mostly in connection with a particular show. I just unearthed some of them, and thought I would share. Remember this is like 2000-01, so there may be references specific to what we were discussing on the…
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Being Alive
the day beckons me Calls me by name. I cannot hear her shout. I lose the battle. I wrestle my demons, The struggle from within. In the shadows, hide, While life passes by. What is my purpose? Why am I here? What did I do, To deserve this hell? Sunlight wages war unseen, Through my soul's windowscreen. Though I want it, I…
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The Awakening
Well hidden lies, confusion of truth slung arrows through heart the dream now dead. Poison is your soul darkens all in your wake. Storming seas swirling attempt to swallow those that are whole. The beacon of light that awaits on the shore called her back in. Cradling her gently with wings of white light of the awakening
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69
we slowed the march to look above we looked up into the sky with no idea not even a thought we never thought we would die. it was the spring of 68 before the coming change the worlds eyes were upon us yet we could not imagine what would come to pass in the blink of an eye with all we say and do. simple pleasures that hide…
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To my Step Mom on Mother's Day
To my Step Mom. Thank you for being there when my biological mother was too out of her mind on drugs to realize what she was missing. Thank you for reminding me that she honestly knew no better, and that her actions were not intended, just consequential to her reasoning. Thank you for being the example that she was never…