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thaumaturgy
He slipped his hand
through cracks in the sand;
and the sand slipped
through cracks in his hand.
The Earth! She trembled.
I move, he thought.
She moves, he said.
And the trees wept,
arms antrorse,
supplicant for life.
Life granted.
Sentience!
They bled, sap congealed.
The sparrows drowned,
in that rush of life,
broken in the boiling surge.
His fingers dripped sand ( Read more... ) -
diarrhease
summer reading:
DESTROYED:
Brave New World - Huxley
Of Mice And Men - Steinbeck
The Invisible Man - Wells
The World of Karl Pilkington - Gervais
Animal Farm - Orwell
1984- Orwell
The Pearl - Steinbeck
As I Lay Dying - Faulkner
Candide - Voltaire
Slaughterhouse-Five - Vonnegut
DESTROYING:
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man - James Joyce (on and off....)
The ( Read more... ) -
pour asperity
empyrean cosmia
what have you been?
was it oft kind
or all salt and brine
come now! you shuddering breath
cede us with bread
and jilted dance
long eyes all askance.
so mine forty arms and legs
with hooks and claws
could not divide
and thus feign to try.
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thriller insticts
i made andrew watch women's softball. i was like "no one cares about womens sports and that sucks for women so you WATCH ( Read more... ) -
ok switchblade
"what do you think those guys are saying?"
"hey. lets catch some balls." -
dark outside
i may have rotted, wilted, in my pith...
or maybe my ribs have collapsed into the vacuum of my chest.
This is that time when i don't feel the cement under my shoes anymore. and i do not remember myself.
perhaps i have underestimated myself into inexistence.
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baby face...
i wish i could build a house in your [beard] so that i could [barf]. -
dear alan and those not alan
i am in o'ahu hawaii and i am [dying]
i cant believe i'm here. i'm sick right now, but atleast i'm sick in hawaii. -
missing in action
hmm it could be true...
i like talking to you.
alot.
and it could be true...
that i think about you.
alot.
and it could be true...
i have homework to do.
alot.
