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SOOTAH WORDS: Nobody rule us

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Come inside a smokey room. With a paper and pen. Incense and cigarettes, flowers and water. They all go together, too well. This is our journey. And our love, will sail us through. Saturday, August 04, 2012. I sometimes want you to put me back on my feet again. When I am done running alone and shadows don’t steam from mirrors,. Your voice foams over lights on a screaming highway and. It strums through the rain drops. I see your face through it. I have wanted you to lend my worries. I want to know yeh, Af...

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SOOTAH WORDS: More to Shivah. (after Karraikal Ammaiyar and Akka Mahadevi)

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Come inside a smokey room. With a paper and pen. Incense and cigarettes, flowers and water. They all go together, too well. This is our journey. And our love, will sail us through. Sunday, July 29, 2012. More to Shivah. (after Karraikal Ammaiyar and Akka Mahadevi). The ghoul of Karaikal,. Wanders through clammy forest caves, chewing on cannabis and slurping his name. Her body has finally been swallowed. Just sockets of bones and a mouthful of blood. And this disappearance is making her insanely happy,.

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SOOTAH WORDS: Burning TV future

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Come inside a smokey room. With a paper and pen. Incense and cigarettes, flowers and water. They all go together, too well. This is our journey. And our love, will sail us through. Saturday, August 25, 2012. She knew that today, this sun will break into mercury bits. And plop on her window like confetti flakes, licking fire, rolling death. Steaming from the edges. She walks out to seep in the cracked sky. She could smell, along with the diesel, someone was burning her past. Somebody has turned off the TV.

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SOOTAH WORDS: Amy's nightmare.

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Come inside a smokey room. With a paper and pen. Incense and cigarettes, flowers and water. They all go together, too well. This is our journey. And our love, will sail us through. Saturday, August 04, 2012. But even after all this, every time I listen to her, I feel like I am just beginning to discover her again. Saturday, August 04, 2012. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Have Sootah Words in your email. I want to know yeh, Afreeno. View my complete profile. It's your face I am looking for.

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SOOTAH WORDS: Calcium camera

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Come inside a smokey room. With a paper and pen. Incense and cigarettes, flowers and water. They all go together, too well. This is our journey. And our love, will sail us through. Tuesday, August 28, 2012. Flickering. Slurrping. Through the mobile camera. They think of love. Hands, legs, whispers, last spray of his favorite perfume. It gazes into her eyes through tiny beeps. She becomes his ocean: Hiding all the stories, waiting to be discovered. She is done with it all. She wants to speak now. If We To...

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SOOTAH WORDS: Turn fingers inside your skin, baby.

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Come inside a smokey room. With a paper and pen. Incense and cigarettes, flowers and water. They all go together, too well. This is our journey. And our love, will sail us through. Wednesday, September 19, 2012. Turn fingers inside your skin, baby. If she could creep fingers under her skin, she would find greasy alphabets with ten tongues to bite her back. She couldn’t be a stranger but she is. To herself. This jagged, little hiccup runs in her veins. When she is unclothed and thrown out. Let’s cha...

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SOOTAH WORDS: To Shivah. (after Karraikal Ammaiyar and Akka Mahadevi)

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Come inside a smokey room. With a paper and pen. Incense and cigarettes, flowers and water. They all go together, too well. This is our journey. And our love, will sail us through. Sunday, July 29, 2012. To Shivah. (after Karraikal Ammaiyar and Akka Mahadevi). If he is blue, then that is the color of freedom. Tie me in tongues, that only speak of him and. His every breath is impressed upon me,. In shreds of lilacs and moth’s skin. In the lap of a brimming lily,. Oozing electric blue, under a storming sky,.

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SOOTAH WORDS: Center Fresh

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Come inside a smokey room. With a paper and pen. Incense and cigarettes, flowers and water. They all go together, too well. This is our journey. And our love, will sail us through. Sunday, September 23, 2012. If you are the beginning, then you must be my Center Fresh. A bit too sweet, all too pungent for this. Still, I will carry you in my pockets, not willing to share it with anyone. I didn’t ask anyone to flail your arms, like yards of brown silk, in my dreams. But, would she be completely wrong? Who a...

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SOOTAH WORDS: Flying away

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Come inside a smokey room. With a paper and pen. Incense and cigarettes, flowers and water. They all go together, too well. This is our journey. And our love, will sail us through. Saturday, August 25, 2012. Loaded tongue. Words greased with ammo. She was always ready to fire. Something has changed from the past few days. She thinks, I think, that her tongue dawdles into a numbing pain. It’s frail. Diseased. Sickly blob of skin. Leashes are let out on her. What will she tell her friends when they see it?