Thursday Feb 19, 2004

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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

Wednesday Feb 18, 2004

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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

Sunday Feb 15, 2004

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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

Thursday Feb 12, 2004

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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

Wednesday Feb 11, 2004

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everyone should visit flippersmack.com .. and .. word on the street is.. the book is pushed back.. but..... but..... goodies are planned for those that have been waiting.
toobunnilicious:
wow youre magnetic poetry fantasy is way hot.. heheh
toobunnilicious:
tis cool.... you think bowie is facsinating.. dude. billy idol white wedding just came on the radio. woot woot!

its a nice day to start again!! ow!!

Monday Feb 02, 2004

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He talks like Frank Sinatra on the phone,
slinging lies as he walks away.
You just sit there on the bed,
head down, hands brushing forest fires
away from your eyebrows,
and cry.
This moment seems like its been
reoccuring in your head since the day
snow touched your cheeks.

You're left reading books, with
underlined notes, with underlined hearts,
of lines you placed in...
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diabolical:
a few of my friends saw Rollins the last time he came through and said it was really cool, so i think i'm going to have to go this time.
shiva8:
I did see Amelie and loved it. But I'm sure i haven't made a dent when it comes to every "french film worth a hoot." I'm working on it. And you reminded me how much i miss Mulder and Scully. frown

Thanks for the sweet remarks. biggrin

Monday Feb 02, 2004

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.... fresno....

this iceberg can seem to block
out the sun, cover up its eyes
with sheets and blinds
and blank out that room that you
snuggle in, each night
under layers, of clothes
and colors, and hands, and arms,
and mouths wrapped into one another,
shivering
from lips and smoke in the air,
and hearts that race
together in search of each other
skin...
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emaline:
oh wow, i didn't know you were here too.

good choices on your recent purchases from livejournal. hehe.

how's life?
i don't see you on aim much anymore

Friday Jan 23, 2004

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february speak,
i'm sitting on this edge of a porch,
looking at the grass,
with smoke rising, rising up
from my cigarette and the houses
warming hands, with mittens

those streets look dead
chalk outline imprints
and her heart beats away muggers
on side streets somewhere.

another year,
tea bags waiting in the pantry
for a cup to fill their lives up
and another empty...
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Tuesday Oct 14, 2003

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i bend and wave, fall apart a the seams.
break me in two.

illness is only the outcome of your head
telling you your body can't make it.

forget that summer, she would have kicked the door out from under you anyways, the basement is always dirty.
emaline:
ello.
we are friends, on aim i think...
maybe i'm wrong.
darkskyy1:
SGSTL EVENT!!!!
Ilya with The Subterranean Jack
Monday, November 17th
@ The Rocket Bar
doors 8:30pm
18+

be there!