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mad Employed
mad Employed coma unconsciousness mauled by the corridor’s alignment where outer space ensues like herds of slithering snakes forked tongues going everyplace where light speed is recorded over to sound somehow it comes out this way it’s disorder out of the usual when society is out of arrangement poetic glyphs or outer…
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Removing Tumors
Without warning Or explanation This sickness seeps From my nightmares Staining converging clouds And kicking up hurricanes In decomposing eyes A disease That will one day find These hands Wrapped around the neck Of another Or a hunting knife Buried to the hilt In gurgling throats And at times Like this With blood pounding…
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5 and 6
phantom glides along cracks and fissures of a dream visions drift in and out of grey mist thought secret dreams... broken, damaged... litter the path no feelings here...numbness lives haunting laughter seeps out of the dream to awaken
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No, not you, not dying in my arms
- Never to this day had I before held What starts so sweet Where is it gone No, not you, not dying in my arms Your words come over me In your voice I want to be Of not much more I care On dirt ground bed I swear I could sleep right there ... There's nothing like the evening Is this where the day ...begins to end? Is this…
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Wet nib/flowing wine... trying
Wet nib/flowing wine… trying Start go put the pen to paper turn it on like oil to flame From here to there only an eye’s blink away extrapolating the sun’s underside Someway I will write today no matter the island no matter the star or frame of mind Do not blame empty bottles of wine while the silver inkwell spills across…
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Stardust and Fairytales
the sand blew hard against naked skin the ocean breeze cool on the tongue the two of us stood on Black Rock Beach amazed we had it all to ourselves hands roamed,… fingers following curves and drawing outlines on wet bodies wounded by love, overcome with lust our reward would have to wait,… the lighthouse went up in flames…
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If alone upon a hill at sea
for what's all in between What's it and what it seems
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Yeap Crazy Potatoe Train
I rolled my 1st joint today custody that is joint custody and now i'm putting on my muck chore boots goin outside and smokin the rest
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POSTER SEARCH
hi all, looking for a poster made by FIRECRACKER for the ben gibbard/ jay farrar tour in support of ONE FAST MOVE OR IM GONE. can anyone help me out in getting this poster? i would be very grateful! link to poster underneath.
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we become
the daring days of reckless driving arent behind me after all. just last weekend i felt the string pull tight, reminder of the lack of control. so i pushed my foot till it busted through the floor and the pavement, and my desire for speed left me rooted in place. i kept stretching, ligments straining muscles snapping,…
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Beautiful Darkness (part one)
in the blink of an eye, it all washed out with the blood red memories that you too should cherish,.. but never will in the span of a heartbeat, I saw a look in your eye telling me you were gone your body next to me,… but your heart was with another with a tender thought, I erase our past and snuff out the flame and breathe…
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Why am I thinking about this today?
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) THE SECOND COMING Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all…
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your radiant smile
we were only kids and you were not that old I remember how we split I remember how fast you drove in the backseat I remember looking back fucker looked like a ghost I’ll always feel the pain you then endured for you mine must ve been a long childhood you tried so hard not to share with me your sorrows but I’d heard you cry…
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Moving Day
I am packing up the remainders of my broken soul. I am going to renovate, make new what was perviously destroyed. I have boxes and boxes all over the floor of my soul. One for the things I cannot repair, that must be discarded. One for the broken dreams, that will be sent off for repair. One for the lost dreams that I must…
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¤»The innocent criminal journal«¤~~{second entry}
date unknown Second day. Still I pray. If you're there, won't you answer? Running scared. Not prepared. Life has changed since I left it. It was an accident It was an accident. It was an accident. Horrible mantra. Can't close my eyes Because I see yours. I remember running through your door. Gun in hand. Final stand.…
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Owr
Owr owl
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thought bubbles
Under the surface, it happens so often. Yeah, so do we humans do a lot of our living under the surface?! And, um, uh, should we?! Isn't this the absolute Most-Horrible-Idea? We're thinking, feeling, worrying, hoping, dreaming. It's so invisible, but it's still the truth of our inside life. Isn't it? Rumbling, grumbling,…
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¤»The innocent criminal journal«¤ {first entry}
date unknown The air tastes so sweet. It is the first time in 6 years. Six years since I've seen daylight. Took some paper and some ink From a farmhouse on the edge of town. Gotta be careful. Can't be found. And now I creep through this wretched swamp. Damn these shackles. One wrong move could be the death of me. Tonight I…
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Dear Santa
Dear Santa Clause, Are you tired of the iron wall the curtain of scorpions the pit of broken vilest glass Somehow happiness must be torn down because she is insane so the rollercoaster spins out of control similar to tornado anger bringing butterfly daisies to the picture Dear Santa Clause Dearest Santa Clause, Bring me…
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Hooker.
I'm standing alone in these places waiting for her shadow to be cast over me by the brilliance of the sun here I stand in silent excitement waiting for her to come. And now she's here and can't say a word I've lost my will to speak everyday is a game we play waiting for the night to come. she might be a hooker but she's…
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"All Your Lies"
These are the lyrics to an industrial song I wrote earlier this year called "All Your Lies". To see the video for this song go to bandmix.com/a-w-z/ All the cuts and the scars All the crashes and cars Everything you said What you put into my head Everything you lack You want me to pick up the slack You want me to take the…
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Close the closing door, just shut it
All rooms are vacant all are cold more like hollowed out misery Some rooms have more cobwebs than other rooms yet they all share that spider Her dressing rooms all the walls they idolized the tiny drunken reprobate Her residence behind the enclosure, she, a ballerina from ago before recent times, so it must be her spirit,…
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Untitled
You drive the point home I remain silent As the stake's driven through my chest My heart is split in two Two sides to every story Two sides to every person A person being a woman Beautiful Statuesque Stain of blood, no less She drives the point home While I drive my car off a cliff Suspended in air Suspended in belief A…
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friday afternoon musings - tgifff
Heard a radio commercial for either pads or plugs Last thing the woman said was XXX will help you “Get you right back in the saddle” Now, I have retired as the queen of double entendre And getting back in the saddle whilst having my period never bothered me But I don’t believe they knew what they were saying to those whom…
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The Question
Foot steps heard miles down the road the old man walks along with the lost and lonely souls. Old man can you hear me calling your name can you see my shadow on the pebbles in your hands old man can you see me. His body is tired and his mind is weak from days of travel on the old dirt road Gimmi some water just a drink and…
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lost souls
I met a young girl of no more than five crying so hard, "what happened you poor little thing?" She sobbed how she had lost her joy How can THAT be with one so young in this land of everything? Seems she had lost her doll, her favorite toy. Child, I explained There are children in this world that do without who would be…
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Dark Parade
You see I feel the way that I do today Because I’ve been through a goddamn war. With a acid taste And the rat less race I’ve swallowed twenty dollars or more I’ve got everything (except for wings) If I had them then I would be gone Now, I can’t bear the sight Until I see the light Of the suns rays arching on my lawn. I see…
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Rise Up !
Rise up the sun is shinning bringing this day for you. Rise up the dawn is calling calling out to you to start it's day a new. Rise up ! when you feel a primal calling calling out to you Rise up and seize the moment it's waiting there for you. Rise up ! You're bound for glory your the wheels of the sun this new day belongs…
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Shadow Bird
the shadow bird flew in close tonight singing its song of gloom and doom it reminded me of you the sun hid behind the dark clouds today questioning its own existence reminding me of me I placed bread crumbs on the porch to lure the nasty bird closer and silently, without much effort,… broke its fucking neck
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The Wind Comes In
The wind comes in, I’m turning A stranger with these bones A multitude of milestones A fleeting thought Is home The crowd comes in still yearning For hands to grasp I lie A stranded stark reflection Falling toward the sky. The sound comes in returning A reminder of that day A distance red with enemies A sharp Misled…