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As It IsI have seen how fragile And therefore how futileAs It Is
I have seen moments like stars Dotted out against the sky Lost in time
I have seen this.
I have looked at the next moment And known it wasn't there.
And just as clearly I have seen Friendship broken by a word Relationships spoilt in fatal revelation
Felt the loss of being from one unlucky blow Personality diffused and memory distorted The misconception that is truth Expanded and exploded in the mind
Of delicious wine induced reality Or velvet-wrapped warmth i
by ~ThoughtFox
BeachShe slid Alice-like onto the beach watching the buildings and people tower above her, shrinking her. Laying flat out she felt the pebbles making little round hollows in her back and pushing into her spine with exquisite pain pleasure, distracting, distracting. The great black hole in the pit of her stomach was drawing her in and she would collapse into it, emerging as something different.Beach
She had been here before, with someone else. A memory drifting across the circle of time, she could feel his body breathing life into her, shut her eyes and remember, freeze time for just a second.
'No push it away, its gone now, le
by ~ThoughtFox
TouchedI carry your words on my shoulder and you in my head almost all of the time.Touched
I would not choose to be this way.
Late at night I pretend you are here, leading to some interesting fantasies which leave me weak and marked. And I imagine
you curled close and safe our fingertips just touching, minds intertwined.
These are wicked thoughts.
Psychotic? Maybe...
Pathetic? Indeed.
by ~ThoughtFox
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bears make war.I do not love you as much as I would like to because you wouldn't be able to appreciate the simple joys of old Polaroids, found notes, or standing outside in a fresh snowfall. You couldn't read deep and meaningful books in Border's cafe while sipping on hot chocolate and watching artists create beautiful drawings out of oil pastels. You couldn't love cobblestones. You wouldn't understand why I used to believe in third eye kisses, and you didn't appreciate Little Miss Sunshine, so I know you wouldn't appreciate Running With Scissors. You'd probably just laugh because the kid was gay. You'd want to live in the sixties for the VW buses, and I'dbears make war.
by ~SpiffyChicky
Better Daysby *themobius
Not just another day....
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- Current Residence: Mutating, stifling city
- Interests: Fluctuating
- Favourite movie: Bladerunner, Rocky horror, Casablanca
- Favourite band or musician: Constantly changing except always Nick Drake and the Stones.
- Favourite genre of music: Depends on mood
- Favourite artist: Too many
- Favourite poet or writer: Again too many, but notably Edward Thomas, some T.S.Eliot, Steve Brown, James Saunders, Shakespeare
- MSN: thoughtfox19@hotmail.co.uk
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A man's home is his skull. -Sean O'Mara
Hope to spend time in your gallery soon.
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
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Carpe diem
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I've been broken apart so many times, that the shards have turned to dust, and blown away.
Thanks. I think.
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I've been broken apart so many times, that the shards have turned to dust, and blown away.
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