CENTIPEDES...
...feeling too long with too many legs and not enough crutches...
...and if i wanted to be a color...i'd choose burgundy...
...if i had a choice of lights to sleep under...i would choose teal...
...the sun is the satin feel of her thong...all the Beach Boy songs written by Brian Wilson...
...yet, i feel like i've been bitten wrong by her tatoo eyes of...
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...feeling too long with too many legs and not enough crutches...
...and if i wanted to be a color...i'd choose burgundy...
...if i had a choice of lights to sleep under...i would choose teal...
...the sun is the satin feel of her thong...all the Beach Boy songs written by Brian Wilson...
...yet, i feel like i've been bitten wrong by her tatoo eyes of...
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COMFEST PT.II...
...glad it's all over now...as elvis costello would sing: "getting mighty crowded: TOO CROWDED FOR ME"...
...ha! second year in a row of going with a girl who went topless while i enjoyed the jazz stage...and just as i thought i was completely over red-heads, a cute one approached me while i was already sacked over a words with a pouch of wine...
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...glad it's all over now...as elvis costello would sing: "getting mighty crowded: TOO CROWDED FOR ME"...
...ha! second year in a row of going with a girl who went topless while i enjoyed the jazz stage...and just as i thought i was completely over red-heads, a cute one approached me while i was already sacked over a words with a pouch of wine...
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COMFEST 2010...
...seems like the event of the summer via columbus, ohio...then it's over...
...will be there with a crazed-cat friend of mine, H, and her awesome daughter, whom, at the age of 9 or 10 seems to have more wits than i do...ha! this lil' one often makes me wish i were a father to a mind so brilliant...never figured i could keep on...
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...seems like the event of the summer via columbus, ohio...then it's over...
...will be there with a crazed-cat friend of mine, H, and her awesome daughter, whom, at the age of 9 or 10 seems to have more wits than i do...ha! this lil' one often makes me wish i were a father to a mind so brilliant...never figured i could keep on...
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THE SEASON TO BE WITCHED...
...feels like the summer of death, 2009, all over again...the same old eyelids of the heartless peeled all over again...
...grown tired of the old news...don't need any new noise keep the toys up all night...
...my heart has been peeled so much that it's numb these days...
...i don't need a girlfriend to lend me a rake to all...
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...feels like the summer of death, 2009, all over again...the same old eyelids of the heartless peeled all over again...
...grown tired of the old news...don't need any new noise keep the toys up all night...
...my heart has been peeled so much that it's numb these days...
...i don't need a girlfriend to lend me a rake to all...
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PRETTY GOOD, PRETTY GOOD...
...AND LARRY DAVID WOULD PROBABLY MOST LIKELY AGREE WITH ME ON THAT ONE...as it was entirely a weekend made without plans, and it tends to go better that way because, personally, i think things tend to go better when they happen on the spur of the moment...
...ALL PLANS TEND TO LEAN OUT OF TOWN AS USUAL FOR THE UPCOMING WEEKS...and...
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...AND LARRY DAVID WOULD PROBABLY MOST LIKELY AGREE WITH ME ON THAT ONE...as it was entirely a weekend made without plans, and it tends to go better that way because, personally, i think things tend to go better when they happen on the spur of the moment...
...ALL PLANS TEND TO LEAN OUT OF TOWN AS USUAL FOR THE UPCOMING WEEKS...and...
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WHILE I CAN SLIP MY FEET INTO A GOOD SLEEP AGAIN...
...feels sort of good knowing that father's day will be my last trip up to my hometown in long while (my brother's birthday in august)...
...purposely threw away two long-distance relationships over the weekend, because, personally, I have no desire to drive that extra mile to receive kisses from girls that already have men...
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...feels sort of good knowing that father's day will be my last trip up to my hometown in long while (my brother's birthday in august)...
...purposely threw away two long-distance relationships over the weekend, because, personally, I have no desire to drive that extra mile to receive kisses from girls that already have men...
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TO ALL (THE OTHER) BOHEMIAN LOVERS...
...let's bond a "pitch fork" to all the non-meat that we eat...let's make a bread out of scratch, drink some wine and pour some beer, and eventually we can feed like birds on the crumbs that are all scattered like Da Vinci codes...
...and while we are statues to the grave of another corporation's dead-line...we can learn to text...
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INTO TOWN, YET...
...sometimes love these spiral nights of knowing after work i'll be heading northbound, especially after 3 at midnight, missing all those drunks...being alluded to but not yet restrained to my own conversation...highway thoughts...a voice that comes to me in mumbles...
...and at the point of arrival...she has the restaurant planned..i'll be anxious to shoot for the drinks after a midnight's worth of...
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...sometimes love these spiral nights of knowing after work i'll be heading northbound, especially after 3 at midnight, missing all those drunks...being alluded to but not yet restrained to my own conversation...highway thoughts...a voice that comes to me in mumbles...
...and at the point of arrival...she has the restaurant planned..i'll be anxious to shoot for the drinks after a midnight's worth of...
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SCATTERED THOUGHTS, JUST LIKE THE WIND...
...the buzz was suddenly shot by my room-mate still being up when i came home from a short night of coffee talk w/my buddy, aka..."silent bob": as, i am still intellectually stirred by those inept of social circles, so tongue-tied that the usual setting of silence has more to speak for than when the tongue controls the brain...
...YET,...
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...the buzz was suddenly shot by my room-mate still being up when i came home from a short night of coffee talk w/my buddy, aka..."silent bob": as, i am still intellectually stirred by those inept of social circles, so tongue-tied that the usual setting of silence has more to speak for than when the tongue controls the brain...
...YET,...
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THERE IS NO OPEN DIARY...
...just sluggish tosses of another night's insomnia...
...still believe the sleepless nights are better for thought: the ability not to feel yourself allows for disorganization...a scattered sunset of blues upon oranges and apples, sea food, and skyscrapers...made for great conversation for my engaged girlfriend at work, for i didn't try to flirt...just let the words flow-free out of numb tongue...she...
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...just sluggish tosses of another night's insomnia...
...still believe the sleepless nights are better for thought: the ability not to feel yourself allows for disorganization...a scattered sunset of blues upon oranges and apples, sea food, and skyscrapers...made for great conversation for my engaged girlfriend at work, for i didn't try to flirt...just let the words flow-free out of numb tongue...she...
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