May 2012
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W.
Nicknacks telling tales Stronger than their makers Louder than the thunder Hanging in my ears Hanging from doorways Hanging from windchimes Hanging from trees
Breeze bringing tassles alive Creating a thoroughfare For colors to dance Like native new moon on the hill Howling at wolves Howling at tanned children Howling at smiling raindrops Howling with joy.
On the Town
The pair of us freshly met, talking through the vibrant swirls of heavy summer and classicism, (a tinge of art) we cut like a feather that I know little about, but sustain somehow by chatting about… whatever. Phobias of bugs or the real world, neither can really do any harm. But that’s what fear is, harmless existence misunderstood. We know that somewhere deep in our hearts, but still...
March 2012
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Benedick, Ever the Oyster
“And I cannot seem to find my socks, which hold my heart. Soft! Hearest thou that? ‘Tis the rhythm, gentle congas in the breeze. Shall I be so converted and see with these eyes? I cannot tell; I think not. For if I shall be translated into an oyster, I shall no longer have a heart, and my one foot have no use for a sock.”
-YesImSardonic, LoB
February 2012
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Good grade on psychology exam.
Declaring today Picture Mania Day
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Stuck-in-my-head-2/3/12
January 2012
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December 2011
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1:39 AM Dakota Layman Blues
The layman never fell apart Before he came to town And let the glasses drown Knocking to the ground Harmony’s homunculi Stitching up their gown.
Berated by the conscience Who was put there by mistake And raped the second takes Putting sadness in their wake To make the layman lay awake Not knowing what to take.
Given Rumplestiltzken hands And standing oh-so near Stroking half in fear, The...
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November 2011
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Lovely Friends: Catalysts
For: ryancordwell, hugapug24, kenzel, and one other technologically stubborn individual.
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Often awful off-days beat my beady eyes into my head, heading to bed dreading the dead state of mind caused by falling prostrate. Dreams seem real until you open optical slots and the new...
“Epistemology is the dental floss of life.”
– Johnson Sole
“Sweet Suffolk owl, so trimly dight
With feathers, like a lady bright;
Thou...”
– Thomas Vautor
October 2011
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6 Types of Love
Eros a passionate physical and emotional love based on aesthetic enjoyment; stereotype of romantic love
Ludus a love that is played as a game or sport; conquest; may have multiple partners at once
Storge an affectionate love that slowly develops from friendship, based on similarity
Pragma love that is driven by the head, not the heart
Mania obsessive love; experience great emotional highs...
Confession:
Sometimes my mother tells me that my music is boring and that I need to listen to more rock’n’roll.
Tense
Nothing quite Harsh about Big jackets on the snowbanks
Hobble like monks To a dark window And into thin air we twist like DNA Following firm fingers Loving the warmth inside
Debriefed and strangled Ultimately mangled Until actions came forth and drew a different kind of blood
So hard and (Be)longing to love.