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Monthly Archives: February 2013
(to dream) the impossible concerto:
roll in smiling tickled space of hands and arms- and you cased in flannneled patterned place in hardly softened hue grab your fingers place them now inside your very dreams kiss your lips and show you how to come apart … Continue reading
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just tell it like it is.
i need those arms. i do, i do. much as id like to think i dont. i need that tightness to leave my heart and come completely from you. i need your fingers wrapped in my hair your lips just … Continue reading
Buckwheats.
I have never felt this. Not ever. Like my soul has been torn away And all i have left Are the lousy parts. The parts that dont sleep And dont eat And dont pray -Enough- And dont talk And give … Continue reading
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much as id like to.
sometimes i just aint got it. thats all.
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Scream back? Just a bit?
Im screaming inside You know that? So loud its hurting my soul. I just want to hold on To the little bit Thats left Of me. And of you. And you? You seem not to hear. I dont think you … Continue reading
of terra-cotta death.
left in shards of broken self of worn out, wounded skin in mirrored mirth of dried out hopes and shriveled life within hollowed walls of tried and fail of brittle empty bones on flatly lined black troubled clefs in echoed … Continue reading
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lost in lengthy corded say
do you feel me? my breath? my need? my want? – my soul? my very pain full swollen heart? i really, really, hope you do; and really, really, hope you see. cause i can barely feel at all. and i … Continue reading
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before, after and so much in between…
in pent up time of where we’d be; and angry drawn out marks between the lines of where we were and what was yet to come in tiny space of merry madness tickling at my soul the clocks strong hands … Continue reading
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touch me? just so i know im still here….
im just me and me is not enough. i dont think: i dont like the gray but i am the gray and i just dont know where to find my color if im not gonna be with you. and i … Continue reading
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