So LongMaking things.
Hands are sieves,
through which money goes.
I don't need it,
It only pays for living.
Here's to 7 years of
the American Dream.
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Walden PondScribble, babble, pedal faster escaping seaward flight. Flying heron swooping in suggesting mad sky’s loosening.Walden Pond
Labors end, shutter shiver in May day's cold longing. Wander thorough wait, drenched, desolate dripping clouds waste.
Wilted gloomy hands slide, sneak up shirt shivering sweet lips lending time to slip away, awkward numb knotted, feet rest rejoiced.
by ~marissa
Firefly HeartFirefly heart Nestled here Busting up ‘Round and ‘round Setting outFirefly Heart
Glowing light Shimmer full Dying night Into Sleep.
by ~marissa
To Teeth and LoversTo Teeth and Lovers:To Teeth and Lovers
Bleeding gums washing salty upon my feet Tearing at them every year until whole chunks Unlodge and I swallow them to purge as yeast out my vagina I hold it too tight inside
And the pulsing wins throughout the day
I dream of it when I am away, Every hour,
of that warm rough feeling that the pushing brings My giver, applause and smile for our homecoming Only to travel away home at last, lost and toothless Sway to the music Play it play it, sweep the pulse up into the ohhhhh! Backward thoughts into, Into bed, out of bed, into bed, &
by ~marissa
PortlandI sit here, Damaged As goods are bound and sold, I belong no more To the old reigns Of solitude I instead tradePortland
Fawning glances, shallow thoughts,
Leaping outward
To pass the time With you in my sight In side glances, bed-time, car ride melancholy. I go outside and cry Into buildings fresh, There is nowhere to go,
there will never be.
by ~marissa
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And Still She Waitedswollen and slick my tongue burns words they tumble and ache;And Still She Waited
acidic; my wishes spill upon the sky, a million tiny sparkles and empty promises pleading for strings to be attached and pulled down.
dancing upon the cliff edge, taunting myself with imaginings of how it is to fall ballet slippers are made of shadows; ebony snakes twisting and breaking- her china doll legs. where am i, today? i wished that i knew.
cement angel, with her wings spread she hit the ground, and her; filigree halo was tarnished and bent.
silence br
by ~crackedmirror
peripheral visiontears plucked at her lashes pin pricks of white washed glitter that danced in orbs, bloodshot and glistening.peripheral vision
and beyond her peripheral vision a child with her smile coated black bowed her head, as if in prayer.
her pretense unraveled, tattered red ribbons flowing away from
the broken heart held together by stitches, faded silk hid.
beckoned forward, sugared lies teased the ivory cage of bones; open me
breaking free of their cocoon monarch butterflies of spun glass pushed through- and forward, dragging along
by ~crackedmirror
surviveim sitting here crying because; my heart has been shocked out of thissurvive
silence and the words you spoke to me, taunted the fragile desire to listen untill the thread began to unravel with strings attached
to; and they began to tug at my fears
and against the silver chain, i wrapped around my throat i was choked in metal stillness smothering the words i long to say, to whisper.. in the ears of a warrior who fought his battle every day, with each look upon the mirror, that; forced him forward against h
by ~crackedmirror
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- Current Residence: And back to Boston
- Interests: crafting, crosswords, dancing, dallying, music, music
- Favourite movie: Vertigo.
- Favourite band or musician: BRMC. Bon Iver. T Rex. Santogold. MWard. Nina Hagen. Shostakovich. Denali.
- Favourite artist: Mucha. Beardsley. Lempicka...
- Favourite poet or writer: Plath. Selby Jr. Capote.
- Tools of the Trade: Knives and Fingers
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I like to pinch the pigskin.....ಠ_ಠ
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One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
If things aren't good, they'll improve. Are you writing still?
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One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Not much between despair and ecstasy
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Everything you know is wrong
Black is white, up is down and short is long
And everything you thought was just so
Important doesn't matter
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--enh. what can you do ?
*hugs*
~*~Jess~*~
Merry Christmas! I hope you are enjoying your holiday vacation! ^-^
*hugs*
~*~Jess~*~
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