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chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
Drink me apple-tree and peanuts with pine-apple
Stand on a merry-go-round
Hold tools like a chainsaw is a cell-phone
Bring me a bucket of horse vomit please
This is for flowers, your flowers kill me
A grand mound eats my noise
Divide this atlas, take the water out
A camera will watch us become the gasoline they want
Why am I here throwing bowling balls at hummingbirds
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."

Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    Sometimes those pesky bowling pins, spread their wings and fly like the wind.
    Mmmm, horse vomit, get me the Comet, yeah, yeah, I'm on it, I'm on it.
    Cemetary recycling bins, take all back to where all begins.
    Doe-eyed drone, skin and bone, calling the esteemed Dr. Clone.
    High and mighty superstars, showing off their crashing cars.
    Crying, bleeding, tourtured walls, feel the falls, deaf to the calls.
    Cat calls from the lunch line, Meow Mix at dinner time.
    She feels no pain, thinks not of capital gain, she just waxes after she wanes.
    Bend your ever-altrering mind, always just a step behind.
    Sockeye Salmon hooked on junk, filthy punk, glass of milk please:double dunk.
    "Right!" said Fred. Thought he was too sexy, now he’s dead.
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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    justamjustam Posts: 21,394
    Sometimes those pesky bowling pins, spread their wings and fly like the wind.
    Mmmm, horse vomit, get me the Comet, yeah, yeah, I'm on it, I'm on it.
    Cemetary recycling bins, take all back to where all begins.
    Doe-eyed drone, skin and bone, calling the esteemed Dr. Clone.
    High and mighty superstars, showing off their crashing cars.
    Crying, bleeding, tourtured walls, feel the falls, deaf to the calls.
    Cat calls from the lunch line, Meow Mix at dinner time.
    She feels no pain, thinks not of capital gain, she just waxes after she wanes.
    Bend your ever-altrering mind, always just a step behind.
    Sockeye Salmon hooked on junk, filthy punk, glass of milk please:double dunk.
    "Right!" said Fred. Thought he was too sexy, now he’s dead.

    wow :)

    This moves well! :D
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    Sometimes those pesky bowling pins, spread their wings and fly like the wind.
    Mmmm, horse vomit, get me the Comet, yeah, yeah, I'm on it, I'm on it.
    Cemetary recycling bins, take all back to where all begins.
    Doe-eyed drone, skin and bone, calling the esteemed Dr. Clone.
    High and mighty superstars, showing off their crashing cars.
    Crying, bleeding, tourtured walls, feel the falls, deaf to the calls.
    Cat calls from the lunch line, Meow Mix at dinner time.
    She feels no pain, thinks not of capital gain, she just waxes after she wanes.
    Bend your ever-altrering mind, always just a step behind.
    Sockeye Salmon hooked on junk, filthy punk, glass of milk please:double dunk.
    "Right!" said Fred. Thought he was too sexy, now he’s dead.

    nicely composed.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    have yourself a ray of sun for tomorrow
    never bring her gray clouds, but only candy
    my apple trees taste like watered down salmon plasma
    let the lioness drink your blood, mine is bunk

    i do know where my chewing gum is now
    i thought i had it with me, nope it wasn't
    the computer desk has been chewing my gum
    for the past 18 hours

    spent the night in a seat, not a chair, nor a bed
    it was so very comfortable for the owls hooting at me
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    Salmon rain down on me like these wet trees.
    Once I remember being a fish.
    Maybe this is why I am in this stormy fishery.
    I now eat pink-meat, well, I always have eaten pink.
    So was I a cannibal when I was a global swimmer? - (Probably).
    Tomorrow, I do know this river, this creek, and this field we are traveling,
    will bloom open our open highway of open life.
    Be more than you are if you are.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    rainy wind phone dead calls
    work tonight, no it doesn't seem to be
    another night another coinless time-card
    bring me some numbers
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    Old dying highways are for sale.
    Buy 2 get 1 free.
    Use coupons to buy the yellow & white lines.
    If snorting these lines, go easy does it.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    FinsburyParkCarrotsFinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Gotta soundcheck in an hour
    better jump right in the shower
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    he used a cd as a frisbee
    he used a frisbee as a cd

    a large party, stereo & summer were cranked up loudly
    darkness had fallen upon rural roads of gravel & corn fields
    trees & picnic tables played cards
    fire-pit-beer-keg-dancers were warm shadows
    limp bizkit speakers bounce until eject button pushing time

    he used a cd as a frisbee
    he used a frisbee as a cd
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    Why do you and your side-kick have to rain on the dudes parade?
    He's writing well and showing a lady he cares alot about his feelings.
    Maybe you might wanna try this sometime if it's humanly possible for you.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    Opening a closed window, I look around
    What do I see
    I see an empty tree, lonesome bird cries out
    Living in time, sharing this time
    A little in time
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    JeanieJeanie Posts: 9,446
    I might be pissed and this is all a little bit hard for me, but carry on. :)
    NOPE!!!

    *~You're IT Bert!~*

    Hold on to the thread
    The currents will shift
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    catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    standing at the back door
    feeling the breeze on my skin
    i manage a lopsided smile
    perhaps its the wine dulling my brain
    perhaps its the extreme late hour
    i dont know
    so many thoughts cloud my judgement
    and i struggle to make sense of any of them
    i called his number again but an disembodied voice said
    this number is out of service...please try again...
    i dont want to call again, i want to hear his voice NOW
    i dont want to hear his excuse cause im thinking
    the only acceptable one for his silence, is death.
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
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    whispering handswhispering hands Under your skin Posts: 13,527
    secondary thoughts become primary emotions
    handouts are always welcome from the greedy and desolate
    when the desolate hunt they bear the arms of their victims
    victims make up the waves that break onto shores of the treasured.

    things never seem to work them selves out when left to the hand of the mind in control.. why wonder when you can always just assume? why ask if the answer is what one already knew it to be? oh well.. just a thought..
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    dunkmandunkman Posts: 19,646
    i kept up the pretence that pretension was something i did when i was 8 or 9... certainly it was pre-ten
    oh scary... 40000 morbidly obese christians wearing fanny packs invading europe is probably the least scariest thing since I watched an edited version of The Care Bears movie in an extremely brightly lit cinema.
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    1) You are fantastic and outstanding
    for suggesting such an incredible notion...turn over

    2) fuck off...turn over
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    justamjustam Posts: 21,394
    Thinking of the truth of hate not being the right response to something wrong...
    Thinking of a Martin Luther quote on a highschool wall, and remembering...
    Oh how can love be upheld with hateful ideas?
    It can't!
    No!
    I don't want to believe the others are stupid but...
    [size=-2](um, *cough*, :eek: )[/size]
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    justam wrote:
    Thinking of the truth of hate not being the right response to something wrong...
    Thinking of a Martin Luther quote on a highschool wall, and remembering...
    Oh how can love be upheld with hateful ideas?
    It can't!
    No!
    I don't want to believe the others are stupid but...
    [size=-2](um, *cough*, :eek: )[/size]

    well done justly.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    ef
    you
    see
    kay.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    chadwick wrote:
    ef
    you
    see
    kay.

    ef
    U
    2

    ;)

    :p
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    drizzle sweetly fine mist
    give to me your liquidity existence
    wrap your personality around mine
    soak me down with your beautiful gloom
    rain walking rain
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    feather cloud
    cotton bed
    is calling
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    chadwick wrote:
    feather cloud
    cotton bed
    is calling


    would you please answer the f'ing phone.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    she wears the sky in her eyes
    sky-eyes
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    i woke up okay
    and that feeling started creepin
    let me be okay
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    deadnote wrote:
    i woke up okay
    and that feeling started creepin
    let me be okay

    you're ok
    you're ok aren't you?
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    she is a beautiful sky where i write across her body.
    sky eyes i love her so.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    no work tonight
    beep beep
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    it is raining worms
    i will go fishin
    it is raining apples
    i will go away like a seed
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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    catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    i stand at the crossroads
    the rest of my life laid out before me
    i think right but step left
    and know right now this is all i can be.
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
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