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I now have two very nice pairs of shoes, courtesy of Doc Martin and Tuk Shoes.

Now all I need are some dance lessons to go with them, since I cannot swing as well as I should.

Park benches supply seating kiddies, but gossip spills out like the breadcrumbs old ladies toss at birds from them.
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you bubblegum wrapper girls
turn your noses at air brushes
running your fingers through
siamese or was it serotonin overloads

we all collapse empires;
it takes only three bottles to fall out.

you curve roads with your fingers
and take over little villages with
such simple single words
as "no" and "fault"
that even our earthquakes are no match
for Mother Nature's power.

I have...
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puresauciness:
I was coming to your journal to comment on this poem. I am glad you posted it here as well. The first stanza really caught me. The "bubble gum wrapper girls" was great description. I always fall in love with the way people use words. *swoon* smile
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we paint handclothes across our cheeks
to remove the holiday
of stolen car parts

we post our messages
at crime scenes
waiting for forensics
to use dirty gloves
to look into our lives
we've kept tucked under covers,
under lock and key from our parents

we shower in thimbles
to scrub off memories
we've watched grow
since the twigs were first planted.

we are a...
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exploded:
hey, my band, secretary, is out on tour right now, and had a show cancelled. Luckily we were able to get a show together at the Infierno Room!!! It's right by where the Galaxy used to be. Since we have less than a day to promote this show, we need as many people to come out that we know. If you can't come out, let people know that there is a show.

here are the bands that are playing
secretary,Ryan's Hope,The Skyline

It's at 8:30 and is at 1403 Washington Avenue

See you there hopefully!!!
shiva8:
wow... that pretty much nails my mood today.
thank you for the lovely email... way too flattering kiss
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nothing was broken if you fall down
in dirt standing small with
rubberbands and swimming in photos
struggling all.

i swim in swallows with trash bags
floating on, through the
winter nights we saw the land
sitting miles miles on your palms

i run through rain sheering off
the hands that held my face
on notebooks
torn pages just streak past
windows on buses running...
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shiva8:
i am not familiar with them. i hope you have a good time and find that sweet girl to go with you. i loved you poetry as usual. kiss
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waterslide, waterslide, you
just KEEP fucking yelling at me,
always screaming, burning,
yelling, about that.

I never understood a fascination with
falling rapidly
spraying in the face
a big splash
gurgling for air
and a surface to nothing

you just... you just don't see what
holds me under.

I'm sitting here, revisiting your
deep dark words
that howled from the wind
through fire and brimstone,...
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forget-me-nots laid on bedposts,
you howl up to the ceiling,
"you fucker",
and lie back down on a pillow
drenched in sweat (or tears),
your eyes all bloodshot and twitching,
as you fall asleep again

that summer, we used to
run over grass that looked
like it had never been taken care of,
and those scraps and bruises we got
were better than battle scars...
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shiva8:
a masterpiece as usual.... how are you??
shiva8:
i don't think it's the world biggest... just a cozy little smattering of souls. haha... fan club. that makes me laugh. thanks for the smile. biggrin
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i paw through the sand,
leaving behind those notebook pages
to filter out words like diamonds,
and this litterbox fossil
i've become is probably
very forgettable.

those plastic shovels that
we upturned and overturned
night after night in a cold bed
are just lingering on
against old barnyard ties
strategically placed to keep
my heart tucked in

i have no filter, no paranoia
to keep...
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kelly:
wink Yep!I haven't had much to talk about lately so my journal is pretty damn bland at the present. Oh well. Hugs
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i wake up to a broken arm,
and i push off the bone
to raise my eyelids open
to an empty room.

you could have seen the look in my face
through a tiny window,
the sweat dripping off my head,
the mattress looking destroyed
just because i closed my eyes
for a few hours.

she was like this whirlwind,
taking away my liver and...
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shiva8:
beautifully depressing. i hope it was supposed to be...sometimes i really suck at interpretations.

also, i wanted to thank you for being my first testimonial! i'm no longer a testimonial virgin and it feels great. you're a doll. kiss
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she stuns the suitors with her
whirlwind of fabric,
shaping the wind around her
into shapes of feminine legs,
and curves, and hips, and breasts,
she is rapture.

they stare at their blank boards,
and try to recreate her movement
with paint and brush but the ink
just drips haphazardly to the canvas,
their eyes frozen

her eyes frozen
she doesn't want a single one.
shiva8:
beautiful. more! more! love
shiva8:
aww, you're so sweet kiss
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i am now 26. today, in fact.
another day, another dollar.

got a bottle of robotussin, some
antibiotics, trying to get rid
of a cough, and realizing,
that it's not that bad.

i'll get better, and i write damn
good poetry.

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sugar_on_asphalt:
HAPPY BIRFDAY! biggrin

And you *do* write some damn good poetry. Don't ever let yourself think otherwise. If you didn't, I wouldn't be waiting on pins and needles for your book to come out.
shiva8:
happy birthday sweetie!! will you be doing a little celebrating??

get better...i've got a craving for your poetry kiss
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valentine's day. me + pbr.

sigh.

they don't get easier as the years go by. but when you are fighting a majority of guys that treat girls like shit, and then having to possibly be with one, that's dealt with that, it definitely is an upward battle.

shiva8:
sorry you had to spend valentines alone, but you had PBR so it wasn't ALL bad right?

stay optimistic. you're one of those guys that the right girl is going to run into someday and be blown away by because she'll be like "oh my god, i didn't know guys like him even existed! he actually calls when he says he will!" well, maybe you don't call when you say you will...i'm just speaking from my own personal experience. after years of dating dirtballs when i finally met that down to earth straight up honest guy, well, that was so refreshing that i fell for him in a heartbeat. love
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this is despair, at 12, or of:
long walks under dark lights ... white lights?
my heart falters in steps,
the cracks rub my elbows and the asphalt
runs down my cheeks.
I am caked in road construction
and I can't scratch my skin off fast enough.
This strange shape, donned in a bonnet,
3/4 caressed as a fish in water and 1/4
maybe frost...
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shiva8:
i am going to check out your web link right now...and thanks for calling me "darling," i eat that stuff up with a spoon biggrin
shiva8:
yeah, i should have asked the psychic if i'd be in the market for a new pair. at least then i could have started saving my money ahead of time. glad you liked the pics. happy v day, for what it's worth. kiss