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Thursday Apr 12, 2007

Apr 11, 2007
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What the fuck happened to my blog?

Cruel, cruel SG... cant they leave shit be... so far, I just aint fond of what they have done... though the changes aint exactely some crazy completely startin'-from-scratch arrangement, but always on various profile-esque sites when changes do acure, I just go pot-noodle and dont understand whats going on for fucking ages... I guess someones loving this, having fun fondling around with already perfectly adequate web-design. Pft.





You shine, my love, like a sugar maple in October
a golden-orange overarching blaze of leaves,
each painted its own tint of flames
tossed on the ground bright as silk scarves.
So are you happy.

My curly one, my stubborn fierce butter,
down with the head and charge all horns
and the blattering thunk of bone head on bone,
the smoke and hot rubber stench over-heated temper.
So are you angry.

The tomcat is a ready lover. He can do it at dawn
when the birds are still yawning, he can do it
while the houseguest walks up the drive, do it after
four parties and an all-night dance, on a convenient floor.
So are you able.

Your love comes down rich as the warm spring rain.
Now it charges like a tawny dark maned lion.
Now it envelopes me in wraiths of silken mist.
Now it is a thick hot soup that sustains me.
So are you loving.

You-re the endless sink of love, a gaping maw
into which I shovel attention like soft coal
into an old furnace; you-re a limitless love source,
a great underground spring surging out of rock
to feed a river.

You cry your needs, bold as a six-week kitten.
You-re devious as a corperate takeover and direct
as an avelanche. What ten years into this conversation
commands my interest? You're still the best novel
Ive ever read.

Secretly we both think we were bred for each other
as part of an experiment in getting dreams made
flesh and then having to feed on the daily bread
of passion. So we die and die with loving
and go on living.
pulse:
cute couple!!
Apr 17, 2007
smash:
i agree Pulse....
Apr 17, 2007

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