what could you?
many things,
and i have.
what you got?
my hands,
my gut.
what?
what?
nothing.
something.
loving.
many things,
and i have.
what you got?
my hands,
my gut.
what?
what?
nothing.
something.
loving.
bottles of water
more than
one
opened,
waiting to go
down,
be
taken up
or
doing
nothing
but
being.
yes,
that is more
like.
but a
heartbeat
i hear
in the future
in the things
that don't
breathe
yet
or
never will.
more than
one
opened,
waiting to go
down,
be
taken up
or
doing
nothing
but
being.
yes,
that is more
like.
but a
heartbeat
i hear
in the future
in the things
that don't
breathe
yet
or
never will.
viva:
my milk shake is better than yours!
and why
should i be
surprised?
(but i am)
anything can
happen
(it has,
it does)
in love.
should i be
surprised?
(but i am)
anything can
happen
(it has,
it does)
in love.
billyfivecrows:
You know why they call it "the present"?
Because it's a gift.
Because it's a gift.
y:
(< random peck on the cheek).
(< random peck on the cheek).going back to
that armour
i see it
have seen it
before
(off he goes)
there is one
house for
that.
one room.
no company
on that
ride.
(i don't
even try)
that armour
i see it
have seen it
before
(off he goes)
there is one
house for
that.
one room.
no company
on that
ride.
(i don't
even try)
sleep?
sleep.
sleep.
billyfivecrows:
Awake? Awake.
It's 0600
What does the "O" stand for?
OH MY GOD, IS IT EARLY!!!!!
Sleepy, but not tired. in bed and asleep ay 11.20 last night. Cat: YowYaoMaoMowWoahMeowWow....
Caffeine. Nicotine.
It's 0600
What does the "O" stand for?
OH MY GOD, IS IT EARLY!!!!!
Sleepy, but not tired. in bed and asleep ay 11.20 last night. Cat: YowYaoMaoMowWoahMeowWow....
Caffeine. Nicotine.
could it be enough?
one pillow
two pillows
a soft bed?
i had a place
to rest my head
but i didn't always
rest. with bats in my
eyes i thought
about death
endings
beginnings.
i stood on that edge
to look down.
the wind blew up
all around
but i had
no hair to get lost
in.
one pillow
two pillows
a soft bed?
i had a place
to rest my head
but i didn't always
rest. with bats in my
eyes i thought
about death
endings
beginnings.
i stood on that edge
to look down.
the wind blew up
all around
but i had
no hair to get lost
in.
green grass
the white fence and
we are talking. inbetween the swing
push
i say "aren't the days long?
mine are."
she stares.
"yeah."
my hand comes up
pushes him
stays up
contact
again.
some are becoming pregnant
a second time, one a third.
one is due in february.
another is on fertility drugs.
that one is tired and doesn't give a
damn. she doesn't...
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the white fence and
we are talking. inbetween the swing
push
i say "aren't the days long?
mine are."
she stares.
"yeah."
my hand comes up
pushes him
stays up
contact
again.
some are becoming pregnant
a second time, one a third.
one is due in february.
another is on fertility drugs.
that one is tired and doesn't give a
damn. she doesn't...
Read More
y:
God, that last bit is magic! Is that your son talking, sort of thing? I flippin love it. "There are flowers" - I live for that kind of simplicity in poetry - "There are flowers" - that's all I need to know right there; there's a world in that; everything that flowers are is there in those words.
Gladdens my heart.
Gladdens my heart.
i am not such
a sacrificial lamb.
when my body
says write,
i write.
(i hope he understands)
and will i move
so far away
that my father
cannot show him
how to drill
the drill?
bang two boards
together
and make
something?
but he will make
his own,
i know.
a sacrificial lamb.
when my body
says write,
i write.
(i hope he understands)
and will i move
so far away
that my father
cannot show him
how to drill
the drill?
bang two boards
together
and make
something?
but he will make
his own,
i know.
y:
Hi 
Weird that video didn't work.... 
Makes me wonder how many people can't view the ones I post in my journal.
Everything oh kay? I'm enjoying the perplexing poetry, as always
Weird that video didn't work.... Makes me wonder how many people can't view the ones I post in my journal.
Everything oh kay? I'm enjoying the perplexing poetry, as always
i know
it was his words
that held you up,
carried you around
better
than
your own legs
could.
i don't dislike you
for it.
(and what would it matter
if i did? only more of the
same)
i have had
my own struggles.
my own weakness.
if i could
i would
hold you up.
if i could
without my own
drowning,
certainly.
coming out...
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it was his words
that held you up,
carried you around
better
than
your own legs
could.
i don't dislike you
for it.
(and what would it matter
if i did? only more of the
same)
i have had
my own struggles.
my own weakness.
if i could
i would
hold you up.
if i could
without my own
drowning,
certainly.
coming out...
Read More
y:
That is greatly weird. Love the last bit.
the wall is too hard
i should have known
or it is too late.
i could have
brushed my teeth
prepared lunches.
i could have
should have
done a lot of things.
but no,
i am here and
sometimes
i am
there
only
to return again,
sick from my flight
hurt from the landing.
i should have known
or it is too late.
i could have
brushed my teeth
prepared lunches.
i could have
should have
done a lot of things.
but no,
i am here and
sometimes
i am
there
only
to return again,
sick from my flight
hurt from the landing.
billyfivecrows:
yep.
viva:
oh stop being such a puss
kisses
give me a call sometime
kisses
give me a call sometime
And a stack of manuscripts
A flea-bitten cat, and a bunch of paint
Slopped onto wood and cloth.
Not much else...
Love
Yeah
I got that.