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12/12/11

I want to write
and say
what I think
but

it seems
a greasy thumbprint
on a dirty mirror

all use
and self-indulgence

"...not like all this simpleminded telegraphic shit that passes for communication among you banal brats today."

it looks a little blurry in here...
oh look,
I'm holding a tequila.

are you serious?
you have kids,
and you never sleep!...
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brinly:
For me to chew up and spit out.

I liked it, it was a good blog.
robotsatemyhair:
*in her best W.C. Fields voice* I'll fuck YOUR brain.
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all lipstick stained and cheaply appraised

ain't it funny
how
we mock
what we want?

this one
with piercing hips
and lips that smack
my own,

to everyone else,
I mock her

while every night
we do not end alone.



then
knowing
touch and go,

no promises,
no surprises
assured,

the moment
matters,
shatters expectations.

truth
be told,

I want her
to grab hold
and...
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stcyr:
smile
this reminds me very much,
of a rather unhealthy relationship I had,
years ago.
junecleavage:
Oh man
How I do wish
You could hear my cover
Of this song
Unhealthy or not
I rock it with my cock out

Once again I have made this all about me.
But not really.
Those spaces in between the lines?
They are for you.
wink
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I think the state of the World is
always fucked
and always hopeful.

Life is suffering,
said the fat guy.

There were no golden times,
say I,
just bright spots in our memories,

and we have to
put our shoulder to the fucking wheel
every day.

Some days, the wheel wins
and overlaying our fear
on a hypothetical outcome,

well,
that's just projecting
paranoia into...
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daenerys:
indeed
There were no golden times,
say I,
just bright spots in our memories.
(good line there sir) yeah seems the north has more going right now so we're moving at the begining of next year. (i still like the RV idea)
cassiel:
Grinderman rules.
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well
ain't you trying
to be
the guy

ain't that true
counting
down
to one

meet you
tomorrow

her hips
shake
against
the wall

singing the blues
like a challenge

she passed
her lover

asked me
to kiss
her hand

bowing
before
her fiction

she smiled
lies worth the fiction
she bought

she posits
it is all
without

flesh
immediate
forgotten

kisses equaling
nothing

no...
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gen05:
I suppose I mean normal in the mind/body sense of the word. I'm sick of people saying there is no such thing as normal. Not normal is ever being suicidal, being in an office building at work and so terrified that thwile igot be an earthquake that you end up in the bathroom having a panic attack, ever eating to punish and scar yourself, never being able to fully trust your own emotional reactions because they aren't always safe. There is such a state as normal and those things aren't a part of it. I will never be that - but I will always envy those of us who are and take it for granted.
scientistofsleep:
They didnt have a vegetarian option in regards the seats themselves. It was ok, I mean it was my 6th time being on a plane for that lenght of time, the fear of flying is the worst to be honest.
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I'd only heard the reggae version of this song. But, I've been on a Millie kick lately, came across this tonight, just now and wanted to share. It sounds like a blending of Isaac Hayes and Gladys Knight & the Pips. In other word- awesome.



"time has crooked slots
the handles do not smoothly move"


what?

it is
scrawled
thick
Sharpie
marker marks
that
inform...
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craftygrrl:
I haven't read that, but I will add it to my ever growing list of books that I must check out! I do think the dynamic between Hitchcock and his blondes is absolutely intriguing to think about... poor Tippi Hedren!
stcyr:
I'm afraid to admit how many hours of old Soul Train clips I've watched on YouTube whatever
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I like bacon,
cooking,
writing,
roller coasters,
irreverence,
movies,
quiet time,
slow dancing-
swaying to the music,
words,
searching for the Word,
listening to my muse,
sexy times,
a bed that ain't too damn soft,
dressing like I am the bass player for the Kinks (early 70's era),
weird, old Americana,
reading great music criticism,
canoeing,
fishing,
camping,
all that outdoor shit,
insightful minds unhindered...
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nuit:
what about chocolate?
gen05:
I like lists.
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and good night...

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fashionista:
Well I wish I could make positive choices...I do try. Unfortunately, my choices are not my own.
nuit:
not much of an adventure just me talking extravagantly
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Do you think the infinite truly wishes to notice you?

The angles cut from all sides,
the pain permeates,
while dimly recognized
as a measured
absence
without declaration.

A bankrupt descent
of numbers-
less people,
less places like home,
less speed when running,
less light every day...

I sleep and sweat
and wake...

longer to cum,
longer to care
and long periods
of being bankrupt,...
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imp_:
this one seems a bit angry.
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Let's run away to Brazil



and, Man, do I love psychedelic soul!

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user032823550:
howdy yourself smile
hyatt:
Glad you enjoy them. smile I do like taking them.

And yes. Brazil. I've had that fantasy before, but you know how it goes... fantasies exist in a world where everything just goes right.

Hope you're doing much better these days.
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bettybruises:
smile i love it
craftygrrl:
Do they now?

Excellent Radiohead selection.