the luxury of having one's hair cut. this proves my inability to take care of myself, at the moment. small pleasures are a life saver. sometimes even the breathing seems hard. me and my family are going to the cape this weekend. thank god there are no fucking computers there. sometimes i want to throw this one out the window. what a waste of time...
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y:
Wow. Good luck with all that 
Sounds chaotic.
Sounds chaotic.haircut today. yahoo!!!
what is
and how does
it become?
my friend,
i am an
open book,
a nice letter
you may recieve.
you
are closed
an empty well
only the rain
can
find
you
i would have to be
the
rain
and how
could i become more
like water?
what solidarity
do i have
left to give?
and how does
it become?
my friend,
i am an
open book,
a nice letter
you may recieve.
you
are closed
an empty well
only the rain
can
find
you
i would have to be
the
rain
and how
could i become more
like water?
what solidarity
do i have
left to give?
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drpirate:
I love your style 
I love your style
y:
I hope they do, as well.
he came back from the dead.
we are sitting around a wooden table
in a dark bar
drinking shots.
soon
he believes me.
when did it happen?
he asks
and
how?
i have no details.
i was lost in that moment
attending
my safty,
the easy way
in which i breathe.
i
have never fought
for my own life.
bullshit,
he says,
everyone does.
maybe...
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we are sitting around a wooden table
in a dark bar
drinking shots.
soon
he believes me.
when did it happen?
he asks
and
how?
i have no details.
i was lost in that moment
attending
my safty,
the easy way
in which i breathe.
i
have never fought
for my own life.
bullshit,
he says,
everyone does.
maybe...
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her memories became my memories.
it was as if the wind carried them to me,
only seeds, and they grew inside
becoming part of my mouth,
my skin.
it is only before bed
that they emerge.
i might remember a castle wall or a hillside of wildflowers.
what is it? what has the wind brought me?
the flowers have skulls in their petals.
today is...
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it was as if the wind carried them to me,
only seeds, and they grew inside
becoming part of my mouth,
my skin.
it is only before bed
that they emerge.
i might remember a castle wall or a hillside of wildflowers.
what is it? what has the wind brought me?
the flowers have skulls in their petals.
today is...
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huck:
i think what i love about your poetry is that i sense you have no choice but to write it, and that is true art
viva:
If that was some weird invite for gill sex.
IM IN!!!
IM IN!!!
peace invaded me.
i don't know why.
i look to the air for a
reason.
when young,
i was sure
it was something
outside myself
a ghost
a kind haunting.
now
i lay in bed
staring
at the ceiling
breathing
in
the calm.
i don't know why.
i look to the air for a
reason.
when young,
i was sure
it was something
outside myself
a ghost
a kind haunting.
now
i lay in bed
staring
at the ceiling
breathing
in
the calm.
on schedule. took a walk with the little guy, first in the wagon around the block ,then in the stroller up the huge hill. trying to cross the street, a bum on a bike barked at me to follow him. "come on!" he yelled over his shoulder, "come on!" meanwhile, the light is still green and we are in rhode island, a state that has...
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billyfivecrows:
And a bit sad and lonely. I guess he was just trying to help, be of some use(?)
Yep. Foolish to think a mom with a baby would follow, though.
I cancelled my membership, yesterday. I meditated on it for a good long while, and it just felt like it was the right thing to do so.
I'm fine with the decision, but a bit of the old "Oh, shit! What have I done" is creeping up now and again.
Format and "feel" issues aside, honestly, I just can't afford it. I was on a monthly plan, and times are hard in my house. So hard that even 9-12 bucks is a very big deal.
Besides, I've got to spread out some. I felt like I was getting stagnant.
Yep. Foolish to think a mom with a baby would follow, though.
I cancelled my membership, yesterday. I meditated on it for a good long while, and it just felt like it was the right thing to do so.
I'm fine with the decision, but a bit of the old "Oh, shit! What have I done" is creeping up now and again.
Format and "feel" issues aside, honestly, I just can't afford it. I was on a monthly plan, and times are hard in my house. So hard that even 9-12 bucks is a very big deal.
Besides, I've got to spread out some. I felt like I was getting stagnant.
y:
Look on the bright side - he didn't spit on you. Or throw faeces. 
goodnight.
i don't like sundays (i think it stems from my childhood and hating public school so much) but it is a beautiful day. an inhalation of the outside air has done wonders for my mood. better, even, than the coffee.(that's a shocker) i need to take better care of myself. this includes, drinking more water, taking my vitamins, slowing down a bit on the coffee...
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billyfivecrows:
It's not the format so much... I'm not really offended by the style or colors, it's the feeling I get. I feel like I'm a cog in a machine, that my page and picture(s) are snapshots to sell a product.
Honestly, I've been through the whole gamut of emotions about this, good/bad pro/con, and when it gets down to brass tacks, that's what my gut is telling me. It's corporate, now.
I don't believe in the word "sellout". I think that they are doing what they are led to do, and more power to them.
I wish them much success. But I don't know if i want to be a part of it, I feel like I don't belong here anymore.
The friendships and contacts I've made an extend beyond the site, and in some cases, they do.
Another thing... I'm an artist and a writer. Not only was I here for friendship and community, I was here to promote myself in subtle, compassionate, and pleasing ways. I don't feel comfortable presenting my work in this format. It's not only what I do, it's also who I am. I appreciate the exposure, but I want it on my terms.
So... I'll hang around for a while, see what happens, see how I feel in a few days.
And if nothings changed inside of me, I'm gone.
Please, please, If you're so led, drop me a line to keep in touch.
I'd like that very much.
-b.
Honestly, I've been through the whole gamut of emotions about this, good/bad pro/con, and when it gets down to brass tacks, that's what my gut is telling me. It's corporate, now.
I don't believe in the word "sellout". I think that they are doing what they are led to do, and more power to them.
I wish them much success. But I don't know if i want to be a part of it, I feel like I don't belong here anymore.
The friendships and contacts I've made an extend beyond the site, and in some cases, they do.
Another thing... I'm an artist and a writer. Not only was I here for friendship and community, I was here to promote myself in subtle, compassionate, and pleasing ways. I don't feel comfortable presenting my work in this format. It's not only what I do, it's also who I am. I appreciate the exposure, but I want it on my terms.
So... I'll hang around for a while, see what happens, see how I feel in a few days.
And if nothings changed inside of me, I'm gone.
Please, please, If you're so led, drop me a line to keep in touch.
I'd like that very much.
-b.
tonight. party. alright. tonight.
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y:
I am envious of his wang
y:
I didn't figure you for such a ready blusher! 
a day in the life of
6:30 - 7:00 get coffee / find breakfast. could include scrambles tofu, pancakes and toast or, my favorite, plated guilt (go ahead, ask me what that is)
10 - 11:30 naptime. could take up to 3 times before he sleeps. my lulliby? boobs and their milk song.
after sleep takes him...if coffee is consumed i will be online mucking...
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6:30 - 7:00 get coffee / find breakfast. could include scrambles tofu, pancakes and toast or, my favorite, plated guilt (go ahead, ask me what that is)
10 - 11:30 naptime. could take up to 3 times before he sleeps. my lulliby? boobs and their milk song.
after sleep takes him...if coffee is consumed i will be online mucking...
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y:
"sordid" and "beautiful" - yup, that sounds like me Though I would've made it even more so if it wasn't for lazyness, tiredness, and the law
What's "plate guilt", Vervain? Meat?
"boobs and their milk song" - man, I love that! Sounds so relaxing
You should put that in a poem.
Never stop questioning your existence. At least not until you feel like you finally exist.
Though I would've made it even more so if it wasn't for lazyness, tiredness, and the law
What's "plate guilt", Vervain?
Meat?
"boobs and their milk song" - man, I love that! Sounds so relaxing
You should put that in a poem.
Never stop questioning your existence. At least not until you feel like you finally exist.
moving foward, and still, the rain. i wasted no time this morning. dressed the child, got the puppy umbrella up and running to keep the rain out, got in the car to get a coffee. already my insides weren't feeling so hot. this new sg format is interesting. at first i couldn't log on, as my computer had remembered my password and i, since, had...
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