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September 13, 2006 at 9:12 am #73051
Either way
the heart strays
a slave
to whims
with
no support system
available
crying for hymns
of the fallen
to become one
with bliss,
the chalice
dispences
a chalky,
charcoal greySeptember 15, 2006 at 2:58 am #73052my grey sweater says it’s had enough.
tattered sleeves coming apart against
time told too many wearings worn out.yet eye can’t let go.
why can’t it be like before,
not new but ready, perfect
place comfort grace,
my special place.September 23, 2006 at 11:54 pm #73053black moments show we’ve grown out long enough
eroor proof rough rare eye hope you dare dream
another doom destin skeme like most power plays
passion greys skies filled eyes enough devil george.September 25, 2006 at 9:35 am #73054Dorothy
Saved by Zero
he’s my hero
lacks a mirror
powdered furor
take away
take away
take awaySeptember 29, 2006 at 10:31 pm #73055travelling further
new cities
new states
the mind a constant
reminder of this
life
inside this body
in a world
of foolsOctober 2, 2006 at 11:03 am #73056I had just burned
Catullus out of my
mind burst,
and now returns
the once devastated
eros of my pastOctober 2, 2006 at 4:47 pm #73057This is too true to be good,
hand in hand
halo bending
forcefield mending.
The blistering cavalry
forever etched imagery
dries on skin
instant twin. Celebrate.
High above the roller coaster
drag me up
pull me through
secret message
I heart you.October 9, 2006 at 11:41 pm #73058why her heart seems spelled wrong
without a clue can’t that seem true?trust the way you look like walking
isn’t a chore after a light snack.wait i thought this had to make cents
says the lighthearted soul in the back
row ruffeling the feathers of sargent
Carl Weathers without a care in the world.I brought a glass of water to a knife fight,
opps i must be in the wrong situation
room impending doom daze away thank
gosh darn anyone you want why not now.October 17, 2006 at 8:14 am #73059Ghosts do better here
Ghosts make money, dear
Funny money…
Take it, honey
Milk is free
Whoopee !October 18, 2006 at 8:08 am #73060Frankenfurter
knows what hurt her
doesn’t matter
all spliter spatter
flip it over
yum… brrrrainnnnOctober 18, 2006 at 1:49 pm #73061ghosts! you
aint seen ghosts
till youve been
to new orleanswoo hoo
October 20, 2006 at 10:19 pm #73062i saw a mouse in my house and smiled
ear too clear it looked fake from fear
fuzzy free but scared of me, maybe eye
was wise to help it outside but sad still
when thought of the chill caused soul paused.please forgive me mister mouse,
i’d allow you in my house but
conditioned i be to slide you away
always i pray for all life this way.November 1, 2006 at 3:22 am #73063it all scares me
but pretending not to notice makes more sense
so i watch the world and pray silently in my mind.pleased with my surroundings i approach happiness.
November 3, 2006 at 3:09 am #73064intangled instant
eyes remember you
they always seem to,
just to make a moment
i thought mine mattered too.sad to see you
never got to know,
now rest to resist
random dreams fool filled.pleased to be
happy to see,
soon in room
right before boom.bashfull blessed being
based more than seems,
such remember lust
loses luster soon cluster.chaos chose who play us
unless you guess right will be.
sure to see sometime
said seen when world most mean.November 7, 2006 at 11:32 pm #73065milkshake, please
smooth move made sure sign closed
never tore pages past pardon rages.
right off the bat silly like that movie
about the kid that did cid and died.
Wait lied, which is worse dying while
high or forgetting to say surprise.
At a party care not hardly just guest
by reason proximity or social workplace
wonders, i’ll take vinalla, hurry back jell-a. -
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