Nugatory,
Petty,
Vain,
The way you trace your lips across the page
That is my body.
You lick from side to side like a pre-stick envelope,
Catching little papercuts,
and tinny blood is dripping down out throats,
From ttlhese wounds that didn’t even bleed.
And yet we pay the postage
And the postman comes
He takes away our love letters
(Delicate cursive, signed with care)...
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So I've been working at this chemicsl plant the last few months. It's a seasonal job and I'll get laid off soon, but I'm starting to think I may miss it. There's something beautiful about getting up early and getting to see the sunrise against steel girders and train tracks. And that's another thing--watching the trains glide by, with all their graffiti, it holds a
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I asked my rune stones what my dramatic hair cut will do for me, I pulled Hagall: Steady pace, with no disruptions, asking for a hand from fate within a situation you do not control. I read into this that fate does not define me, and nothing about me will change. I will just be me, with different hair. Excellent!
today i had this incredible eureka moment about things in my life and i'm feeling a lot better about a lot of things. i also wrote a poem that i will post tomorrow.
back in here for a month. feeling the need of an online community again.
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18 months single--really starting to feel it.