this dream
makes life seem less important
the days segue into night
w/out a reason
or a warning
the solitude
is unbearable
and comfortable while
i chew razors
in some obnoxious sideshow
but you have a way
to make me smile
if nothing more
than a silent squeal
that escapes the prison
between your lips
in bloom
the stars are tiny earthquake memories
of nights...
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makes life seem less important
the days segue into night
w/out a reason
or a warning
the solitude
is unbearable
and comfortable while
i chew razors
in some obnoxious sideshow
but you have a way
to make me smile
if nothing more
than a silent squeal
that escapes the prison
between your lips
in bloom
the stars are tiny earthquake memories
of nights...
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wide-eyed and freckled
she dances in photos
that capture the songs
that she sings to the air
and makes notes in her mind
w/the crayola colors
and paints me a picture
with the fire in her hair
scribbling the letters
that make her heart smile
she sees the world upside down
when she lies on her bed
and cries in the moment
when she sees...
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she dances in photos
that capture the songs
that she sings to the air
and makes notes in her mind
w/the crayola colors
and paints me a picture
with the fire in her hair
scribbling the letters
that make her heart smile
she sees the world upside down
when she lies on her bed
and cries in the moment
when she sees...
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happycherries:
Baby that's beautifull.
hippomonki:
[Edited on Apr 11, 2005 2:46PM]
[Edited on Apr 11, 2005 2:46PM]
the sun cannot make it thru these windows stained w/winter.
i see tears on the front door and it will all be a letter that sounds sweet when it's read by a voice that sounds better than mine as i rewrite the poems that you burned when you left me alone in this air that i breathe and perfume scars you sent down my spine...
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i see tears on the front door and it will all be a letter that sounds sweet when it's read by a voice that sounds better than mine as i rewrite the poems that you burned when you left me alone in this air that i breathe and perfume scars you sent down my spine...
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aeryn:
hey there...finally getting around to checkin' on teh peeps. Just thought I stop by and give you 
hyppe:
thanks .. means alot.. 
how it all seems fair that the truth should somehow still shine like a scroll passed thru thousands of hands before reaching mine and i'm holding her as she cries and trying to reach inside to grab the sorrow that is holding on
w/o a blessing
i feel cursed
but still able
to love
she dances thru the black-lite hallways dressed forever in those black-lite...
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w/o a blessing
i feel cursed
but still able
to love
she dances thru the black-lite hallways dressed forever in those black-lite...
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kr1ssyk1tty:
ok well i suck!
kr1ssyk1tty:
let me know when i will meet ya there!!!
scrawled in a notebook in a montrose bar...
insanity takes
shape in shadows
flocks of sorrow
looked peaked
in the glow
the haze
of smoke
oh, to the midnite
crawling over the bodies
of the drunks
tomorrow
and i see the purpose of it all
i can't see
what's floating
around me
but i trust
that it is beautiful.
insanity takes
shape in shadows
flocks of sorrow
looked peaked
in the glow
the haze
of smoke
oh, to the midnite
crawling over the bodies
of the drunks
tomorrow
and i see the purpose of it all
i can't see
what's floating
around me
but i trust
that it is beautiful.
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thefreak:
*Thumbs up*
Damn man, you beatnik fuck! Capital talent you have!
(I have no clue what I'm saying, but nice job.)
-TM
Damn man, you beatnik fuck! Capital talent you have!
(I have no clue what I'm saying, but nice job.)
-TM
juno106:
very nice sean
ode to the promise of oblivion
avenues of solitude were really caverns in my mind on that cold day in september when i sat aroused at the possibilities that could occur and would most likely happen all too soon now that the clocks were sitting in the grabage cans and my apartment was unfamiliar, even to myself that went from wall to wall feeling for...
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avenues of solitude were really caverns in my mind on that cold day in september when i sat aroused at the possibilities that could occur and would most likely happen all too soon now that the clocks were sitting in the grabage cans and my apartment was unfamiliar, even to myself that went from wall to wall feeling for...
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fiesty:
o0o talking to a babe huh awesome good luck with that I'll let ya get back to buisness lol. 
fiesty:
aww thanks darlin!!! huggss you're a sweetheart
hi.
i am sean, the one who writes here. i wear the glasses and hand you the words that may or may not make any sense to anyone but me. i am a malnourished obese vegetarian who loves my kitty even when he shits in odd places and sticks his razor-sharp claws into my knees and meows his language that i can sometimes understand. i...
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i am sean, the one who writes here. i wear the glasses and hand you the words that may or may not make any sense to anyone but me. i am a malnourished obese vegetarian who loves my kitty even when he shits in odd places and sticks his razor-sharp claws into my knees and meows his language that i can sometimes understand. i...
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obliviousfocus:
I love you more. hahahahahah
terribleshy:
this is my favorite entry of yours so far. you're supa.
so the meaning is useless and there is no reassurance that anything will ever work let alone do something worthwhile the pages turn so so so quickly and don't worry there are no bullets aimed at tomorrow for another glass of juice spiked w/the euphoria black bus moving swiftly "Holy Jesus, the mountains are moving and I think---------
that there is something in the air...
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that there is something in the air...
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sorrowsjoy:
Hey sweetie I finally updated my journal hahaha I'm sure your thrilled---yeah I know I'm a little slow but I also included a new poem as well so hopefully it was worth it lol...Loved what you wrote...I think what I love most about your writing is the flowing imagery that effortlessly embeds itself into the readers mind---awsome stuff man lol--And I do not beat up my little sis despite her protests hehehe ---Hope to see you in chat soon hun...Take care and luv ya sweetie!!
Lexi
---Hope to see you in chat soon hun...Take care and luv ya sweetie!!
Lexi
ancolie:
i hope you feel good i miss u sigh
quasi_sean:
my kitty
scaled the wall and landed in the freedom field the cemetery was silent, and the ghosts were all wise voyeurs as she undressed me and i undressed her too and she sank her teeth into my neck and the grass was wet w/dew and now our sweat while we made love like dancers that evening and she took the long black ribbon from her hair...
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sarahg:
again, i like it.
xoxoxo
xoxoxo
rebeldaisy:
thanks for wishing me a happy birthday!
cute kitty in your pics...and a decent looking guy too.
cute kitty in your pics...and a decent looking guy too.
there's a sadness in the air that reminds me of tomorrow & the darker ones pull at their hair--while i row faster & faster there seems to be a memory i cannot shake not shackled down i felt the breeze & no machine can replicate the sadness like a shadow sitting by herself in the midst of the frenzy we will dance around the fire...
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roxxee:
Poo, tried to see if you were in chat. 
I'll update soon. Need to think a bit...
I'll update soon. Need to think a bit...
yuriel:
yeah
le sigh
<3
le sigh
<3the laughter is apologetic twisted and not surprised to be heard.
i will create these walls around me so that i can curl up in the womb where heartbeats put me to sleep and gentle snores are symphonies.
feed me the death pills before i screech--before midnite when my hair will fall out in thick clumps of horror shame unimaginable
i can't see--blindness is almost...
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i will create these walls around me so that i can curl up in the womb where heartbeats put me to sleep and gentle snores are symphonies.
feed me the death pills before i screech--before midnite when my hair will fall out in thick clumps of horror shame unimaginable
i can't see--blindness is almost...
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charitee:
Hey.. guess what? I love you. Oh, and I'm worried about you again. Oh, and I don't have cancer. 
Love you sweet boy, don't be sad... you're worth so much more than you believe.
Love you sweet boy, don't be sad... you're worth so much more than you believe.
aeryn:
No Yeah no sponge bath for the car- you weren't imagining cool hand luke?-IT RAINING!!! makes me so happy...until tomorrow when I want it to be warm and sunny...sigh
i showing off my blue babies
Lexi