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solitude
tormented by change slandered by the fire of her sordid tongue crashed on my back as i walked away every once in a while a deep sadness would arrive with suitcases full of sacreds filled with guilt ,disappiontment and abuse demmanding my attention i knew it was her desperate, alone fat looking out o...
- October 10th, 2005, 3:27 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: First bit PC
- Replies: 7
- Views: 1042
really got it going on
yeah this is script material, like it alot
physical description and action seems pretty good
get the camera before that guy gets away
physical description and action seems pretty good
get the camera before that guy gets away
female
i wonder tonight when i think of my grandmother and my mother, my sister, and all the women my father introduced me to, the women i have known in obscure beauty what was once so beautiful, elegant and refined has become etched like lines in my face and on my hands with the labor of love the art of c...
listening
rights------ listening to people talk sometimes it just seems like so much shit bad medicine is all about power and the abuse of it listening to people change and fluctuate because of comfort betrayal is ugly telling people that you cannot confide in them because they repeat what you say out of cont...
- October 9th, 2005, 12:14 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: tenderness
- Replies: 5
- Views: 946
tenderness
fragile like glass surfaces polished with pride and arrogance proven formulas to get by contorted like gestures wet, slick and spasmadic sometimes disguised as love , communication closeness deep hunger driven responses wearing costumes, egos pretend in dimly lit dreams of sensual color lifetimes th...
wicked
so happy i am carried by the light that sometimes my mistakes seem like the perfect accident and here I am talking to great people getting ready to go to a meeting with my friends from last year at the beautiful native american studies building im a loved person i forget that sometimes we are laughi...
me too
Vaaa---gi---na roll it on the tip of your tongue
feels pretty good
being the owner of one
and all those new fangled gadgets make it rather interesting too
feels pretty good
being the owner of one
and all those new fangled gadgets make it rather interesting too
- October 7th, 2005, 1:52 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: nicotine junkie
- Replies: 1
- Views: 539
nicotine junkie
i have been quitting smoking since 1985, and i have spent countless dollars on patches, gum, roll yer own tabacco, and lozenges with the name "commit" written all over the package. I would start to feel better and i would rip the patch off and have a cigarette. I would get a reasonable amount of tim...
road dogs
the dog and the wolf got arrested the other day by animal control; i went and got the wankers out today, lil chipper had the look of one that was appalled at the conditions in there, he looked at me in disbelief, his eyes said "they sleep with their poop, mom.. it s unbelievable" Bella the wolf was ...
- October 5th, 2005, 1:45 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: ARTIFACTS OF DESCENT
- Replies: 3
- Views: 874
this completely rocks
this is absoutly fabulous i love it
what happens next
more more
did ya find the white buffalo? eggs?
cigs?
come onnnn
what happens next
more more
did ya find the white buffalo? eggs?
cigs?
come onnnn
- October 3rd, 2005, 10:23 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: do what comes un-naturally
- Replies: 4
- Views: 827
do what comes un-naturally
ya know i was watching his face, the face that crawled from my womb an became a young boy, covered in mud, salt water and surf. the kid that drove me nutz, he became a young man, polite, generous of spirit, kind. his friends introduced themselves to me, and said "good job" smiling and laughing i cou...
- September 30th, 2005, 4:52 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: indians at lunch
- Replies: 0
- Views: 466
indians at lunch
been around these circles for a while i like the way he talks his navajo face looks at me deeply he is a film maker we talk about various ideas he listens i rub amber creme on my hands, he loves that smell we eat hot viet namese soup and our sinus opens and we breathe and talk about ceremony i like ...
jaded
the streets are sweltering heat this evening, as i strutt off to the market to buy cat food for my pregnant calico cat,i think if i walk it will prevent greed, as i cannot carry so much back..there is this building i call mental illness building where there are three guys trying to back up a car, a ...
- September 28th, 2005, 5:52 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: slick on the water
- Replies: 3
- Views: 698
slick on the water
the red lipstick was on the edge of the cup, there were cigarettes piled high with little marks of red, the velevet lips were chattering in a low whiskey like voice, the coffee table seemed parked like the endless cars bordering the sidewalk, she had some fashionable outfit on and the black eyeliner...