Penny pinchers fragmented pulse a
new design for a deviance. I've kept
metronome time, a stop watch statistic
to hold my breath by.
I dreamt of a sheet, white and clean to
wrap the edges of arms and held back
hands. To brace the gears and mutilate
the moments of my ticking mind.
There in the back door of my brain, held up by a...
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new design for a deviance. I've kept
metronome time, a stop watch statistic
to hold my breath by.
I dreamt of a sheet, white and clean to
wrap the edges of arms and held back
hands. To brace the gears and mutilate
the moments of my ticking mind.
There in the back door of my brain, held up by a...
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kelseybee:
why aren't you in SGATLiens? Hope you become more active on the site...
nena:
Thanks for your comment on my last set, I'm glad you liked it! 
my grounding falls off between my feet
splitting my legs wide. Dull, dust settles
the ocean caps to their own dismay.
Lean forward, the hands connecting to
back, skin and muscle and underlying
bone regarding yesterdays thoughts of
summers past as the trivial anecdote.
I am newly risen against cold words
hanging fresh between my ears.
Contrived in capacitated blank stares.
I'd hold her close...
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splitting my legs wide. Dull, dust settles
the ocean caps to their own dismay.
Lean forward, the hands connecting to
back, skin and muscle and underlying
bone regarding yesterdays thoughts of
summers past as the trivial anecdote.
I am newly risen against cold words
hanging fresh between my ears.
Contrived in capacitated blank stares.
I'd hold her close...
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marlowe:
I normally don't like most people's poetry, but I like this one.
By the way, mr. " I make and I sell soap", did you happen to catch palahniuk when he came to Athens to speak?
By the way, mr. " I make and I sell soap", did you happen to catch palahniuk when he came to Athens to speak?
johnny_panic:
Hey, thanks, yeah I missed that, but my brother actually went. He started talking about
how "guts" is based on a true story. Made me feel a little bit queezey. Just a little bit.
how "guts" is based on a true story. Made me feel a little bit queezey. Just a little bit.
and to my small audience, I will say this. There is always a way out.
I am the Houdini of my time. That is to say as long as it doesn't
concern the physicality of steal. How trivial.... I must be drunk...
In any case....
I am here to leave again. I'll post bail and find my way through a gamut of
logic to something...
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I am the Houdini of my time. That is to say as long as it doesn't
concern the physicality of steal. How trivial.... I must be drunk...
In any case....
I am here to leave again. I'll post bail and find my way through a gamut of
logic to something...
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lita_____:
don't ever apologize for wirting what you feel.
i'm sad to see you go, but it sounds like atlanta will be better for you. and if somehow you find yourself still in boston, let me know. i have some idea in my head about how a glass of scotch with you would be delightful.
i'm sad to see you go, but it sounds like atlanta will be better for you. and if somehow you find yourself still in boston, let me know. i have some idea in my head about how a glass of scotch with you would be delightful.
Such a wonderfully dreary day
Ashes from old lies falling slow.
hanging low around my ankles
hindering my movements; my
thoughts are faint sounds in the
back of my head and I'm failing
again... Looking for lands in a
direction to find a way home.
Ashes from old lies falling slow.
hanging low around my ankles
hindering my movements; my
thoughts are faint sounds in the
back of my head and I'm failing
again... Looking for lands in a
direction to find a way home.
lita_____:
very nice.
She touches herself,
quiet and unloved into a puddle,
there is nothing that makes her whole
nothing that makes her feel guilty
I'm off to listen to the silences
quiet and unloved into a puddle,
there is nothing that makes her whole
nothing that makes her feel guilty
I'm off to listen to the silences