4am
Reactionist scapegoat.
Flat obviation. Obelisk
Minus density. Pandemic
Milk-frame. Sequential
Breast. Holiday beast.
Courteous bread. Air surfer.
Conscious amnesia. Dead
Crew. Live wisdom. Living
Sound. Hanging ear. Drowning
Sun. Blue trees. Quaking
Daybreak. Herd of fame.
Famous racing, flawed like
Venus. Thread stiffened.
Stasis awakened. Trembling
Forgetting. Loudly discreet.
Sweet splinter. Morning daisies.
Bookmark empty. Ashes
Under glass. Old hours
Pass...
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8am
Up...
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Reactionist scapegoat.
Flat obviation. Obelisk
Minus density. Pandemic
Milk-frame. Sequential
Breast. Holiday beast.
Courteous bread. Air surfer.
Conscious amnesia. Dead
Crew. Live wisdom. Living
Sound. Hanging ear. Drowning
Sun. Blue trees. Quaking
Daybreak. Herd of fame.
Famous racing, flawed like
Venus. Thread stiffened.
Stasis awakened. Trembling
Forgetting. Loudly discreet.
Sweet splinter. Morning daisies.
Bookmark empty. Ashes
Under glass. Old hours
Pass...
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8am
Up...
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mistressvamp:
Hrm.. No I guess it wasn't so much weird as just very unexpected. Although I am a bit more sensitive to things like that than most people. *SHRUG* And If I ever get a chance I would enjoy to talk a little more about it with you. Hows your head today? Alittle better I hope. Well until next time. 
People like Picasso's Blue.
Too many skies to simply say
Unique. The bull has been fought,
Then we dine. Pass a plate
Of leather. Down to grass
With suade-like speed, soft
And rough; slowly-colored
Bone and cheek. Are you
Embarrassed? I'm not shy. I
Sing too much, enact a parade
Of violin onto rib. I'm looking
For one that was stolen
From Man the Father...
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Too many skies to simply say
Unique. The bull has been fought,
Then we dine. Pass a plate
Of leather. Down to grass
With suade-like speed, soft
And rough; slowly-colored
Bone and cheek. Are you
Embarrassed? I'm not shy. I
Sing too much, enact a parade
Of violin onto rib. I'm looking
For one that was stolen
From Man the Father...
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inannamute:
You never actually return to square one.. though.. it's an illusion.. You go around in circles, but you've gained something meanwhile.. Ya know, you can never cross the same river twice and all that.
And haha, thanks for holding my purse
And haha, thanks for holding my purse
friedbanana:
Indeed we do see each other. Thanks for dropping by. You have great tastes in the art forms SG provides us with a space to list for.
Where have you been published? I'm not a writer myself (I'm a musician) but a friend of mine is recently published as a poet (small periodicals) and another just wrote and had published his first novel. Far too daunting for me!
Where have you been published? I'm not a writer myself (I'm a musician) but a friend of mine is recently published as a poet (small periodicals) and another just wrote and had published his first novel. Far too daunting for me!
I just knocked the fuck out of my head.
I was going to sit down on the motherfucking toilet, which is squeezed in really close to the bathtub. There's a towel rack in the shower on the back wall that sticks out a bit and *smack!* ow!GODDAMNSONOFAFUCK!!!! Automatic reiki hands to my face and I sat there for 10 minutes with two palms burning into...
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I was going to sit down on the motherfucking toilet, which is squeezed in really close to the bathtub. There's a towel rack in the shower on the back wall that sticks out a bit and *smack!* ow!GODDAMNSONOFAFUCK!!!! Automatic reiki hands to my face and I sat there for 10 minutes with two palms burning into...
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mistressvamp:
Ok speaking of weird things happning so I was at work last night (I work overnights in a gas station) it was like 4:00am I stand up and out of no where I get this strange feeling and goosebumps and then I have this overwhelming feeling of a hand or presence of some sort cradling the left side of my face. And this feeling of comfort. Now I may be crazy but it just really struck me as something. *SHRUG* Sorry for rambling just thought I would share.
P.S I hope your head feels better.
P.S I hope your head feels better.
Taurean decision; what contradiction?
China shop. Rice, and things electric.
Fat now, and plugged in. I'm white.
Something of a grain in the eye, a yoke
Of kohl could reel me in, not proper.
One twin strings a bow. One twin shows
Little ink sketches, fetches water
For a lady. You're thirsty. She, I mean.
Dizzy to think that rare pieces never break
Unless they're...
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China shop. Rice, and things electric.
Fat now, and plugged in. I'm white.
Something of a grain in the eye, a yoke
Of kohl could reel me in, not proper.
One twin strings a bow. One twin shows
Little ink sketches, fetches water
For a lady. You're thirsty. She, I mean.
Dizzy to think that rare pieces never break
Unless they're...
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pygmy:
If you were closer, I'd have a bunch of acrylic and oil paints i could give you. i have no use for them. I still have the same ones from my grandma, I never even finished her paintings for her. I could just hand it down forever, except I don't have anyone to hand it down to.
I've wanted to send the gravestone i carved to anyone i knew who needed it, they'd put a notch in it, send it to someone else they know who only knows loss. perspective, right?
the air is the same everywhere. glorious.
I've wanted to send the gravestone i carved to anyone i knew who needed it, they'd put a notch in it, send it to someone else they know who only knows loss. perspective, right?
the air is the same everywhere. glorious.
neuroticanne:
...and breathing is very important.
I've been taking some pretty shallow breaths here lately.
I think it's time to find some fresh air.
I've been taking some pretty shallow breaths here lately.
I think it's time to find some fresh air.
Let it run. Take your time from
Chin on wrist, watching the twist
Of persuasion; mother dreaming
In a gown, beggar judging production,
Father bending at the throat to quote
A cough. Sometimes I wonder
What meadow in the water, underneath?
Sentiment. Firmament. Cherubs tempt
The Japanese: believe.
You hollow bastard. You one million victories.
You carry weight, arrive to find
The statue broken. The...
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Chin on wrist, watching the twist
Of persuasion; mother dreaming
In a gown, beggar judging production,
Father bending at the throat to quote
A cough. Sometimes I wonder
What meadow in the water, underneath?
Sentiment. Firmament. Cherubs tempt
The Japanese: believe.
You hollow bastard. You one million victories.
You carry weight, arrive to find
The statue broken. The...
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neuroticanne:
Detroit is not that far away... 
I really wish that I had some advice for you, but seeing that I'm not in a very happy place myself at the moment, I'm finding that to be very difficult.
I wish I had your way with words...
Hoping today is a better day for you!
I really wish that I had some advice for you, but seeing that I'm not in a very happy place myself at the moment, I'm finding that to be very difficult.
I wish I had your way with words...
Hoping today is a better day for you!
fatality:
Hey, I do like Damian Hirst's work, but I don't know much about the theoretical underpinnings of it. Do you know anything about the how or why that you would care to share?
Sapphire, whose eyes
Are a childs'.
Sleeping, whose eyes
Are the sea.
(I stood on the rail
Where I shouldn't be.
Balance was easy.
A trainwreck
Tied to each wrist.
A shipwreck
In the middle of bliss.)
***
Decided to avoid the boards for a while. But, if I know myself at all, my patterns, usually the thing I'm avoiding most is what I next...
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Are a childs'.
Sleeping, whose eyes
Are the sea.
(I stood on the rail
Where I shouldn't be.
Balance was easy.
A trainwreck
Tied to each wrist.
A shipwreck
In the middle of bliss.)
***
Decided to avoid the boards for a while. But, if I know myself at all, my patterns, usually the thing I'm avoiding most is what I next...
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pygmy:
I really like the poem.
I haven't read any William Gibson since I was twelve. Hm.
Hope you're having a good (at least tolerable) week.
I haven't read any William Gibson since I was twelve. Hm.
Hope you're having a good (at least tolerable) week.
pygmy:
Teach me your anti-migraine secrets! Ahh!
I know how to deal with it if it's caused by anything but chemicals.. Then it's just hopeless, and have to resort to Vicodin. Even had to go to the ER it was so bad, once.
Denial is the worst. I wish there could be a national be-honest-with-yourself day and that people actually would. Could you imagine?
It's good you're doing what you like, especially now. Learning how to keep yourself company, huh? Not many people know how to do that.
Take care, be good to yourself.
PS
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I know how to deal with it if it's caused by anything but chemicals.. Then it's just hopeless, and have to resort to Vicodin. Even had to go to the ER it was so bad, once.
Denial is the worst. I wish there could be a national be-honest-with-yourself day and that people actually would. Could you imagine?
It's good you're doing what you like, especially now. Learning how to keep yourself company, huh? Not many people know how to do that.
Take care, be good to yourself.
PS
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It's like a warming ice.
That's an an old sentiment, sure.
But can't you distill it? It's
Something, I'm sure,
Akin to trance, a soul-shy
Permafrost breeding
Smoke from adrenal, slowly.
Turn my words on me. Black
Dog that spins it's wheels
Where some might fly. Below
The eye I taste my own lip
Bleeding. Steaming like
A river on the moon.
That's awkward, but...
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That's an an old sentiment, sure.
But can't you distill it? It's
Something, I'm sure,
Akin to trance, a soul-shy
Permafrost breeding
Smoke from adrenal, slowly.
Turn my words on me. Black
Dog that spins it's wheels
Where some might fly. Below
The eye I taste my own lip
Bleeding. Steaming like
A river on the moon.
That's awkward, but...
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blacktambourine:
lovely.
llona:
my ears (and eyes) perk up when i hear mention of Inanna. i have her reeds tattooed on the inside of my left arm, extending into my armpit. i feel a special kinship with her.
the way the bedpost
is made of steam.
the way I shudder
like a rudder and waves.
the way a cloud
feels, is feeling.
the way I wait to,
and forget; shape
is undone, now
the coils
are chosen by their
weight:
electricty. tendril.
something straight,
eaten
by curl. an entire
world
blends in
to itself,
it shows
nothing. (pretend
you've been gone
forever. it...
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is made of steam.
the way I shudder
like a rudder and waves.
the way a cloud
feels, is feeling.
the way I wait to,
and forget; shape
is undone, now
the coils
are chosen by their
weight:
electricty. tendril.
something straight,
eaten
by curl. an entire
world
blends in
to itself,
it shows
nothing. (pretend
you've been gone
forever. it...
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inannamute:
Oh yes, I completely live by the phrase "this too will pass"..
Nothing gets me down for too long.. been through awful things and came out the other side, so, there's never any point in getting too worked up about things, because they will change, eventually, too..
Hah, now if only I could make my boss think that way.
Nothing gets me down for too long.. been through awful things and came out the other side, so, there's never any point in getting too worked up about things, because they will change, eventually, too..
Hah, now if only I could make my boss think that way.
I flip the portrait on its side.
I decide to nourish, determine
The shape of hunger, how its
Flat rape of a simple target
Draws interrogation to a close.
Eye is the eye of a bull. Arrow
Is the arc of an angel; bear
With me: string over flash
Will look like a snake. A devil
Hides in bamboo or lake; no
Matter is discreet...
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I decide to nourish, determine
The shape of hunger, how its
Flat rape of a simple target
Draws interrogation to a close.
Eye is the eye of a bull. Arrow
Is the arc of an angel; bear
With me: string over flash
Will look like a snake. A devil
Hides in bamboo or lake; no
Matter is discreet...
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inannamute:
Thank you
mistressvamp:
Hey thank you very much.
She walked in and stood where the light stood. There were surfaces like dentistry if a forest would smile.
Her eyes passed through the dust, passing slowly like stone would; glacial, but thawing defiantly in slowest-motion. A potion met her arms; laughter divided laughter: something like happiness held lungless inbetween breathing.
I knew the lure I lost, swallowed my legs to breed stillness. Still, I...
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Her eyes passed through the dust, passing slowly like stone would; glacial, but thawing defiantly in slowest-motion. A potion met her arms; laughter divided laughter: something like happiness held lungless inbetween breathing.
I knew the lure I lost, swallowed my legs to breed stillness. Still, I...
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neuroticanne:
I hope everything works out for you. I often feel the same way...(I'm too centered to be sad, but here it is anyway)...
((hugs))
((hugs))
neuroticanne:
I try to force it, plan it too far in advance, or project an outcome, I'll give myself brain bubbles
That is exactly the way I feel!
It kind of reminds me of a little sign I used to have taped to my bathroom mirror -
"I take one day at a time because taking two or three at a time is not an option."
Thanks for the compliment on my paintings. Those definately are not my best, but they were being put in storage and I wanted to at least have pictures of them.
I don't paint nearly as much as I used to.
oh well
*NA
*
That is exactly the way I feel!
It kind of reminds me of a little sign I used to have taped to my bathroom mirror -
"I take one day at a time because taking two or three at a time is not an option."
Thanks for the compliment on my paintings. Those definately are not my best, but they were being put in storage and I wanted to at least have pictures of them.
I don't paint nearly as much as I used to.
oh well
*NA
*(a short prayer)
All of India. Things inspire.
A Crumpled smoke.
A rope without motion,
Draped over step.
I do my best irritation
Of an antique song.
Make a bed of weather,
String two minds together
Frayed at the cuff like
Dream; a body in the
Ganges, a dripping faucet.
A corset. Some kind of
Kindness,
A robe of blindness
Mapping moons on the nape...
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All of India. Things inspire.
A Crumpled smoke.
A rope without motion,
Draped over step.
I do my best irritation
Of an antique song.
Make a bed of weather,
String two minds together
Frayed at the cuff like
Dream; a body in the
Ganges, a dripping faucet.
A corset. Some kind of
Kindness,
A robe of blindness
Mapping moons on the nape...
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billyfivecrows:
You should be happy with it. It's beautiful.
Yeah, I'd love to share some work with yas.
I only have one piece where I am, a smallish study for a large painting called 'mothersdayeveryday' from the 'Gothic Camoflauge' series. I can maybe photo it and post it, but all I got is el cheapo digital, so it might not look so great, but I'll try.
In one of your photos I noticed a painting behind you that was sorta brownish-ochre with calligraphic markings strategically dispersed in the field. Who did that one?
Yeah, I'd love to share some work with yas.
I only have one piece where I am, a smallish study for a large painting called 'mothersdayeveryday' from the 'Gothic Camoflauge' series. I can maybe photo it and post it, but all I got is el cheapo digital, so it might not look so great, but I'll try.
In one of your photos I noticed a painting behind you that was sorta brownish-ochre with calligraphic markings strategically dispersed in the field. Who did that one?
"Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Will you take off your dress and send it to Me?"
As my grandma used to say: I'm lonesome.
Maybe not lonesome enough to crossdress if some chick sent me something ...but hell, who knows? If I had the hots for...
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Just wishing that I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Will you take off your dress and send it to Me?"
As my grandma used to say: I'm lonesome.
Maybe not lonesome enough to crossdress if some chick sent me something ...but hell, who knows? If I had the hots for...
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pygmy:
Thanks for sharing.
That's tough. I've known people like that. It is stifling. I can't handle people that view everyone they encounter as extentions of their selves. My mom was like that.
I've been through a few "thaws" myself, I know what it's like.. Liberating but frustrating, a lot of bouncing between extremes. No wonder you like abstract expressionism so much Born of the same thing, basically, but on a bigger cultural scale.
Reminds me how lucky I am: Jason is so supportive. He's less than a year younger than you, but he's definitely not stuck in his ways like that, and he respects that and gives me space. Even silly little things like understanding why I flirt on here (I never really had a chance to do that kind of thing). I help him explore too, and we're constantly exploring together. You know, it's amazing how much having someone you can be totally honest with allows you to be so much more honest with yourself.
I hope you find the same for yourself some day. I'm glad you've decided to move on, you deserve to have that kind of freedom.
Take care
That's tough. I've known people like that. It is stifling. I can't handle people that view everyone they encounter as extentions of their selves. My mom was like that.
I've been through a few "thaws" myself, I know what it's like.. Liberating but frustrating, a lot of bouncing between extremes. No wonder you like abstract expressionism so much
Born of the same thing, basically, but on a bigger cultural scale.
Reminds me how lucky I am: Jason is so supportive. He's less than a year younger than you, but he's definitely not stuck in his ways like that, and he respects that and gives me space. Even silly little things like understanding why I flirt on here (I never really had a chance to do that kind of thing). I help him explore too, and we're constantly exploring together. You know, it's amazing how much having someone you can be totally honest with allows you to be so much more honest with yourself.
I hope you find the same for yourself some day. I'm glad you've decided to move on, you deserve to have that kind of freedom.
Take care
inannamute:
Interesting.. You're a reiki practitioner? Very interesting..
Just wanted to say that I appreciate any guy that realises that getting hit on all the time is not a pretty girl's idea of fun..
MUCH better to wait and have the pretty girl hit on you
Just wanted to say that I appreciate any guy that realises that getting hit on all the time is not a pretty girl's idea of fun..
MUCH better to wait and have the pretty girl hit on you