April 2012
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etiquette pieces
maybe those weren’t the right words, maybe this isn’t the right time, no
it was what was said, it is what was thought, it was and remains-
is it too much to ask…
to admit that our after thoughts are condemning,
judging curiously, at the past in the present-
in the moment is life,
and all the duality of the seconds’ that pass
March 2012
34 posts
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dear Money,
Letter of Unloved ,
money was a problem with the lover
all the time invested had become his payment
time lost.
be patient,when there’s no time left and no time at all
take your time,
-it’s just that there’s not a lot of time to spend
be on time, be clean, be more and a little less of the who you were a time ago
be nice, be friendly
money, if only money had , some more time
my...
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dream endings~
She made the wrong choice,
seeing the end was part of the traits possessed by others
worried about the past, worried about the future,
don’t worry it all isn’t what you think and a little bit of the unknown,
the stage is set she muttered in thoughts
“-is the improper motive of self denial a self deliverance?”
* * *
-its mine and you can ask why but, it doesn’t make sense
it was a...
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Midnight Daydreams
wanting to be chosen was a matter of freewill
to be chosen is to be touched by nature,
sunsets are nothing without being seen
retract and go back and remember
super amazing, take a picture- time is where you live
in the stream of reality the grave is just ahead
pointing in no direction is free-
will is determined by circumstances and we went on a trip once
my freewill came and left and now...
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in the meantime
There is a time when you don’t know what it is.
It’s all the times-
when caring for too many,
has destroyed you and left you alone.
because
There’s a time when your mistakes are just mistakes.
Even when we never want to die, death has come to us in many ways.
&…
Love is, a rather unusual feeling, to express in a time when you haven’t a clue what it is.
...
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We have heard the chimes at midnight.
– Henry IV, part 2
SHAKESPEARE
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-the hardest thing to see is what is visible.
– LL.
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finalist play
There is a story,
about a boy who once learned, to love his enemies -in order to defeat them.
It wasn’t after he realized his own hate
and
its need- to be transformed into love
that -he would conquer his enemy.
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Young
he was a sweet boy the one that thought he was in control and he was
beauty in his speech and the charisma dripped off his hair,
the softest touch and the sting of pain in contact
he wanted what we liked and his adrenaline was met with our characters’ stamina.
All alone no one has your hand,
hold my hand
he asked me and we were together
but one day a brick wall would meet that face
one day...
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thinking to my self
I think we all have problems, it just manifest its self differently from person to person. To be honest I have a problem with the way my body thinks, I have a tendency to over think “out”, and anyone who says they’ve never had a thought of doubt in them or their ups and downs seems a little unreal-
Anyways you should think about it, and if you want a thinker I’m here-
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Converse Talk
trouble dose-so we meet again….
potentially,
my feelings won’t be told.
when we meet
we won’t talk about my feelings.
my feelings don’t matter.
Really- because,
your things won’t make a difference,
it’s too early in the morning,
too late in the afternoon and
-now it’s too late at night.
my feelings won’t make you stay?
They don’t need to make...
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future letters
Dear Alaska,
You told me you were far away, you told me it wasn’t the same, you told me it wasn’t what it used to be.
One day you won’t be in the “so far away”.
One day, my path will catch up to yours, but your footsteps will remind me you were only there-
You told me a long time ago to “let go”,
and its been lost since you said that.
My imagination runs wild,
my reasoning...
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down-tune
follow me through to the next level,
this is what it is not
this is what it was suppose to be,
disagree because you agree-
pleasantly forming the next thought come back when availability is unknown
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And the best and worst of this is
That neither is most to blame,
If you have...
– SWINBURNE
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Mindscaping
Broken hearts club,
broken things can only be thrown away, or kept as trash,
it was broken up
the pieces resembled an old relic
and it seems we’ve been here before,
to drive beyond the sunset
undo the past,
reboot the present relaunch the past,
redo the present,
there’s no going back its a one way trip
fluent in reality, my senses
doubt that they do me well,
and so perception is...
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SENT
although you might not have what it takes not to be, maybe there’s much more things that are greater for you to become? and just being able to be is something you can do along the way to achieving that. beauty is temporal- for humans on the outside, and inside so it should not be a lasting desire but merely something to show sequence in life-
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I remember the way we parted,
The day and the way we met;
You hoped we were...
– An Interlude
SWINBURNE
1837-1909
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somer-vaycay
To be without you is like a loss of words.
To be caught without words to describe the thoughts in your head, is-
Ravaging my heart.
Loneliness has no cure; the all encompassing void, the nothing.
Seconds tic-tok, tic-tok ,…
Back and forth and ever so slowly, regression back to forward and time is slowing down.
A convection current of slowness, progressing only by sucking you back-
Into the...
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slow-sand
sadness can be engulfing like the stank humidity of an undersea city,
with just one search for happiness the sadness can be confronted,
even when its OK , one can sink into the depths of the sadness,
even when ushered through the impossible one still will be engulfed
within the difficulty of it, -happiness can be found in sadness
sinking to your death a fight against the sadness can be futile.
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If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us,
do we not laugh laugh? if...
– SHAKESPEARE
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over dinner
but gumbo tastes so inappropriate as far as words can depict,
walls doors and gardens,
leads can be taken-
interpreted in many different ways but that’s just -
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goodbye
Told him- it was no easy task.
the most painful thing will be painless,
the heroic value of truth-
and finally it is done the end is near
without me
it was always going to happen but to be or not to be-
it was my decision it was my way that it happened
in the end it was better to choose than to be chosen
in the end
it was done
my way-
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source natural
swimming into the overthere-
my heart was melting in the palms of her hands and
still she couldn’t show weakness,
the waves are rhythmic and suspend consistent waves of reluctance-
to drown in a motion that’s swift and engulfing like an overlapping wave.
So lets go, tell me your threshold,
with violence screaming from your core,
how much is it-
don’t let go, and whatever you...
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f-i-g-t
writing about yesterday makes me think- tomorrow,
its a tough decision and it effects years to come
day after day its put off and everyday something new comes up-
standing still in one place is not so hard when your in motion.
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Heather
Calluna vulgaris
helps you listen to and
empathize with others rather
than being overly concerned and
talkative about your own affairs
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triangles
he told me not to talk to you
he told me,
there was something inside of you-
and the same thing has happened to me,
tell me what it is that runs around in a sealed box
how can something escape from within a safe-
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the big king cake
talk is what he did, he talked to the first young adult and he said talk to it-
it’s open minded and approachable,
the second young man said it was not the type to be receptive-
once he spoke to a girl and she said it was an uncaring creature.
So he was urged to speak to the one, and although he was once the one and so was the other, today she was the one-
In the end their paths crossed...
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lost letters
this letter is from yesterday- and the day falls short of its time,
when had this all begun, yesterday-
and it was
in the stream of consciousness that freewill is not present
oh’ the beauty of the form
you don’t understand my words-
a love letter from yesterday, tells you nothing about the day
or much about what it meant
perfection leads to determined outcomes
the only way to execute...
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atrophy0013
dear Alaska,
it’s taken too long to leave the subtropics
my skin yearns to feel the cool chill of the evening night
my blood’s warm with your withdrawal
all the circumstances tell me you’ve forgotten who we used to be
wars,
we fought them-
all internal conflicts and
struggles for power, make me wish you were here-
year after year- it’s becoming more futile to struggle
one...
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You don’t want these words, they’re strung together by a mind...
– LL.