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CloseShe'd grown up among the waiters,Close
Wading through the arteries
eyes in a glaze toward the Great End Point and
up into the cloisters of the Strand Books cathedral
young monks stow their Idols on shelves for the rapture Even the bucket player, in his brilliant immediacy,
is masking his longing for those further burrows, Were the wide wombed woman who might cook him dinner
cannot accommodate another Loud Mouth.
And the senseless compulsions ignored every second ring out were the waiters must strain to hear them in the depths of the puddles
that will never
by ~allicat17
Sunday SongSleepy and stoned in the morningSunday Song
Sleepy and stoned in the morning
you open your eyes a crack just to see if the one on your pillow is me
holding your breath for the afters
checking your phone for disasters
sleepy and stoned in the morning your hair is irrational waves on the sea
and you brush it wile watching tv,
la da da da da
Bridge: I'll be there for you my dear, there to see your through my dear, yes I will, yes I will, cause I love you,
eyes crusty with yesterdays makeup the sink in the kitchen all clogged up
sleepy and stoned in the morning you don'
by ~allicat17
That's All RightI am saving all my scraps of paperThat's All Right
Scouring the sources for a sign
I am scraping my lungs for the vapor
Willing all that's capable to rise
And I am fallen in your eyes, but that's all right. X2
Safety was water we could wade through
Now it's time to get your sneakers wet
Water for the one whom you belong to
Water were we haven't even been yet
And we are fallen in his eyes, but it's all right x2
We could find ourselves a little shelter
Find ourselves a stick to call our own
Hold it about our heads say it will help us
When we die at least we h
by ~allicat17
Favourites
clementinestoday i have learned the meaning of absence.clementines
you co-exist with a plucked flower, you live in the present, hands resting on your
warm thighs, thumbs in juxtaposition in such a way that it causes your eyes to roll back.
but it's a sort of comfort, knowing that whoever touches you can't bend you.
and today i decided to tell you that you have dissolved in my blood stream, like sugar in water, like advil in the stomach. i told you to cleanse your mouth of my words, quit your sacrilegious behavior and close your filthy little legs.
you br
by ~OneLove94
layering 2by ~Apotheosi
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: Manhattan
- Interests: writing, art, dancing in the street, random acts of kindness
- Favourite movie: Almost Famous, Amale, whats eating gilbert grape?, Breakfast at Tiffanys,
- Favourite band or musician: Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen,
- Favourite genre of music: classic rock, folk rock, Alt.
- Favourite artist: Gustav Klimt, Richard Prince, hopper, Joseph Cornell,
- Favourite poet or writer: Jack Kerouac and Walt Whitman
- Favourite photographer: William Eggelston
- Favourite style of art: impressionism,Realism, Art Nouveau, post modernism, appropreation, it goes on lol
- Operating System: windows
- Shell of choice: seashell
- Skin of choice: my own thanks
- Favourite game: scrabble
- Favourite cartoon character: Charley Brown
- Personal Quote: Please, call my art anything but beautiful!
- Tools of the Trade: Dewart Watercolour pencils, paste, my crazy twisted up brain
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Oh bliss! Bliss and heaven! Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As I slooshied, I knew such lovely pictures!
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Insaneosis I am, Psychosis I am, Logical I am rarely. That is what I was....all hail the krinkels!!! siegz heil TF2!!!
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Let the beauty of what you love be what you do Rumi
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Let the beauty of what you love be what you do Rumi
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Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them - that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.
-Lao Tzu
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