She has
doe eyes
greasy hair
some cleavage
a cigarette addiction
a friend who got her the job
a throng-masked scent
an evasive glance
no particular style
non-bearing hips
a nervous gait
bad posture
a bicycle
I havent heard her voice
I havent heard her voice
They're idiots. We're assholes. History will remember the Jyllands Posten outrage as a ridiculous episode in our troubled co-existence.
End of argument.
Now can we all get back to destroying the planet as a team?
I want to live by the ocean
and throw stones with
the rancour of widows
On any given day
I could stare long into the water
and frighten those who interrupt
by coughing up oil
I want to live by the ocean
and cry hey Poseidon
go fuck yourself
because he and I would have
an understanding
They say all life began in
primordial seas...
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xoxo
Blyss
MISC.
Did her sense
of humour die with the early thrills?
I wonder which is the greater loss
Cars convey...
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As for the piece.
Immolation is too strong for the piece.
guantlet of sighs is a brillant line.
The problem is, I don't feel I'm interesting anywhere.
Perhaps I need a break. My words well is close to dry, and there is no sign of rain.
I love when people use the term stomach when refering to books or films. Consider Crash on my "Books to read this Year" list
It is not
an awful life
squandering serendipity
to the point of surfeit, and then
allowing the vengeful morning cramps
to blend with the bellyaches and doldrums
of general excess, until none of it matters
and anything goes
It is not unusual
to close one eye and
through it spy a golden stag
in the headlights of...
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ive had a couple people talk about it over the past couple years but havent really looked into it
just something i do for fun and to apperantly impress some hot chicks (who would have thunk it?)
When you are a famous star start a magazine with with your good friend george cloony and publish my shit!
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A lot of what I said was also just a reflection of my own troubles over the last wee while. I don't really believe that it's impossible to right a good poetic novel; but sometimes I'm sort of blinded to that fact by umpteen different things.
Anyway - onwards and upwards!
J.
I really like that line.
2006
No
thing
to
re
port
oth
er
than
my
be
ing
in
want
of
a
muse
(ment)
The bartender looks up and says:
"What the fuck is this...?"
The frog says:
"I don't know...it started with a bump on my ass..."
SURPRISE
I never believed in
moonlight
Not even in
the village idyll of then
did I stop and notice
the alliance of globes
for the orange pervades
there too
Books
and television told of
moonlight
but
thinking myself astute
I assumed it was
another harmless fantasy
Then one night
while falling home
I understood my path
would not exist
were it not for
and I...
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happy new year dear...kiss
there was a man on the bus
and his face was wrong and
that is called Deformed
and i know i shouldnt look
but i had to check he was real
3 times and now i know what
Deformed is so i wont be
rude again but it did make me
sad because he looked like
someone burned him or
he fell asleep and something...
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^^She's bonny.
"Shakespeare is shit"
Charles Bukowski
Discuss.
-- Shakespeare
Well, Shakespeare I think is one of the classics taught everyone for a good reason. Even so I think after 400 years or whatever the language just doesn't truly register with the typical person.
Like billyfivecrows said, you an appreciate it more as written than spoken. For me it mostly sounds like a bunch of archaic language I can only half understand which is annoying.
Bukowski of course is much more modern and relevant but I think his biggest distinction is more his attitude and viewpoint than actual works. That's not entirely fair since I haven't read much of his stuff. But from what I have read that's my impression anyway.
And the whole living in sordid drunken filth as being the way to go just doesn't really make much sense the more you think about it. It seems more like a copout.
Me and titles: Sometimes the title is tacked on as an afterthought. Sometimes I get a title and then construct a poem based on the title. Rarely, but it doees happen, it has no title. (I like to play the field within my style!)
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The Lennon piece was improvised onto my journal, with a little tweaking to clean it up, make it flow. I knew I wanted to write something, but didn't know what. I just opened myself up, and there it was. Glad you liked it.
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Litkicks is a nice place. Used to be much bigger, kind of like SG, with more boards and more of a community feel, but it was harder to manage, so they pared it down. It's still fun.
I'll check out your piece on there.
Peace
-c.
(Oh...I mildly disagree with FRED. I think Buk's lifestyle was perfectly natural for him. He had no choice. It was research, certainly, but also deeply ingrained. He almost seemed like a Zen master in the middle of it all! Any copout, in my, poinion, is when other writers try to emulate that lifestyle to write like him. God knows I did it, and it almost killed me! I'm into being nicer to myself these days.)
[Edited on Dec 09, 2005 11:37AM]
Rain Over Bouville
Winter Post
13 new pieces; poetry, photography, assorted canvas work
Now Online
so, it's up. have a look and tell me what you think, and really, be honest. the design is quite a departure from the Autumn Post, and the content itself is a funny mix of light-hearted observation and good old angst, which isn't necessarily a good mix. the image side...
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that's very interesting
