~Maarja
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The ExperimentIt is close. So close, the smell of it burns their nostrils. Can they survive, the reporter asked. But this is just an experiment to explore the effects, And what is another life in the name of science. If we can be smarter tomorrow, And if we can find a cure, And if we can pinpoint where all those aliens are coming from, And if we can liquidate the concept of art, And if we can ban liquor again, We might be smarter.The Experiment
The effects are taking hold, and we stand and look upon it. What is that there, you see? Bright colors and humming sounds. The reporter moves closer,
in Surrealism on 8/20/07
Here's To TheHere's to the martini glass half-full I've got you locked Like a poet who has no hands Now I would like to open you First I thought I couldn't do it To let go to live to be together I now know I believe I got what I wanted But I worry so much Don't want to forget him And the other ones who could be it Like you can't and couldn't Would you help meHere's To The
Here's to the glasses of champaigne Where I drank to forget that Like a poet who has no hands I opened you And although I felt weak so weak I now let go to live and to be with you I didn
in Open on 10/18/06
Painful TriumphInsurmountably, your footsteps ached on the wooden tiles I lay my head softly on your aired pillow and sleep One two three o’clock ticks and tacks and tocks I haven’t heard the bluebirds sing outside yet Must be early winter spring-like cloudy wet and cold I waited for you with a desperate plea in my thoughts Wished I could hogtie myself to your heart and skin Sickeningly monotonous are the walls of your apartment Your bed so straight, so correctly placed underneath me Dreams can’t carry me, dreams won’t take me Wake me wake me wake mePainful Triumph
Impetuously, I rocked my own body j
in Open on 11/18/05
Unfortunately it was youFire boosting liquidity Tapered bells of lavender taupe Hinges noisily breatheUnfortunately it was you
The doors open wide to my privacy Question marks the wild sorrow As I leave to turn you off and walk away
Hey, whose name is written on the door Lipstick queens filing nails on the floor This house is haunted I know now You sleep; the flames break invisible glass In the evening concoctions of motions spur Blue grass shards tingle my toes when I run
I can’t wait anymore until this house burns
Until I can’t hear you breathe your screams away The fire is boosting liquid
in Spoken Word on 12/27/04
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When the Sun Fellthe sun sets behind you; look - a shadow falls and your arms drop. two hundred yards and jagged peaks sneak ever closer to your outlined shape the death, my dear. its teeth filed.When the Sun Fell
red dirt and footsteps swallowed by a greedy road, the endless snake like you, my dear. blind as you.
you were bared on that path, a distraction, toes dug in the soil. i cry when i see knotted hair, torn dresses, you cocking an ear at birds crooning ahead one round for tomorrow the past.
all my lovers have blue eyes.
mud-people writhe before lying skies &n
by `krissie
Man's MoonYou cast a pale reflection on water, stones ripple through you likeMan's Moon
butter, same as fingers do; a round pregnancy in my throat
when you are full and orange or when you glow, my proudest
accomplishment: closeness in the ponds. Currents wrinkle but man’s moon keeps the face that smiles a blush sweetly,
begging need when you speak back through the tides, the very intruders. I can dream only so much out of windows where shadows and bumpy distance lets me see you blinking in the
dark, full, or gone, the roundness hangs heavy in the calming
darkness; a rock that is alone. Though you wa
by ~dulcetblossom
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- Current Age: 25
- Current Residence: Tampa, Florida
- Interests: Videogames, writing, dancing, pool, cuddling
- Favourite band or musician: Postal Service, India.Arie, Tiesto, Ne-Yo
- Favourite genre of music: Techno, Electronica, Reggae, R&B, Hip Hop
- Favourite artist: Navitrolla & Salvador Dali
- Favourite poet or writer: Sandra Cisneros, Astrid Lindgren
- Favourite game: Oblivion
- Favourite gaming platform: XBox360
- Personal Quote: Trust not the soul of your followers, but of those who lead so u may succeed
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Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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I miss the Earth so much; I miss my wife. It's lonely out in space.
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because it´ll make me happy that you´re happy."---DS#2
Howdy. Happy livin'!
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[link] - Wilt N Flowers; poet, novelist and all-round genius. Enlightened and at your service.
[link] - the guide to good commenting.
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It is as you said, erotic and fleeting as his hands were. I, too miss someone's hands and it seems like forever before I am with him!
Happy Holidays, Dear!!!
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A man's home is his castle.....let him clean it........anon
Happy Holidays!
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A man's home is his castle.....let him clean it........anon
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Hey.
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Experience is simply the name we give our mistakes-Oscar Wilde
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I got your present!!! yeye. you're awesome. THANKS so much. made my day.
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