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put on a pretty face: June 2014
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Put on a pretty face. Thursday, June 05, 2014. Mixtape xvi - a little light. Does a loving feud have to be something more,. Or will the rug muffle our yells. Will the chipped paint on the walls ever dry? Will the room keep closing in? You smashed the doorframe. And i’ll burn the halls. Just wanna let you go. Shall we build a bridge from door to door. To help the postman on his route? Shall we tip-toe through forest and field. To get the job done by ourselves? Gather stargazers and curious wanders. I'd ha...
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put on a pretty face: March 2015
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Put on a pretty face. Saturday, March 28, 2015. You don’t forgive the silence for not speaking up. No matter how hard we’re trying it’s not hard enough. Your eyes before the lightning to meet it by yourself. You’ve been tired and a little sick. You’ve been trying to work with it. You drew your grave on every single map. You don’t plan on staying long. You plan on burning it. No matter how wrong it went. You don’t have much more room to forget. You don’t have much more room to forget. Links to this post.
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put on a pretty face: June 2013
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Put on a pretty face. Tuesday, June 04, 2013. Asides, to read once. Right now, not. Merely seen at feet,. Objects which curl in. So i, i will keep. Out here on earth,. Tuesday, June 04, 2013. Links to this post. The last legs of my. Collapsed at 9 am,. A few rants,. Cooldown and a bit. Like you put sweaters. When they don't fit. No luck in store today. Tuesday, June 04, 2013. Links to this post. Monday, June 03, 2013. A word, pick. A string of words. A poem can be. A beaded thing, not like.
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put on a pretty face: March 2013
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Put on a pretty face. Friday, March 22, 2013. Friday, March 22, 2013. Links to this post. Monday, March 18, 2013. Gristles in a loose socket. I keep rolling it. To hear the noise. Unique to this shoulder. Rub, catch on. Stop, skip, hit, pop. I think i'd take back. Which was all me. It could move,. It just hurt to. My left arm keeps. Going numb or just. Aching. it feels so much. Older and younger than me. I'd get more done. If i was marooned. Or at least moved. Time and weather &. In the knots of you.
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put on a pretty face: April 2014
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Put on a pretty face. Tuesday, April 22, 2014. T-boned in blood and guts. On a tuesday afternoon. The five car pile-up of. Rogue wave, swept. Everything into my head &. Out of my eyes and i. Sit here reeling, while. In a whitewash over. My face, or fortitude. Until tasks before and after. I’m bone bleached and stuck. With seafoam, salt;. Mirrors of sea reflecting sky,. Reflecting sea, reflecting. Sky and all my. Or waves or both. Tuesday, April 22, 2014. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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put on a pretty face: February 2013
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Put on a pretty face. Wednesday, February 27, 2013. Lick or choke on. Wednesday, February 27, 2013. Links to this post. Monday, February 25, 2013. Top tracks, icepacked. I realized i never did my year-end post of the top tunes that i self-soundtracked my 2012 with. so, here ya goes, party peoples. The Cinematic Orchestra – To Build a Home. Busby Marou – Not Fire Not Ice. Boy and Bear – Fall At Your Feet. Communist Daughter – Not the Kid. The Band – Tears Of Rage. Emma Louise – Jungle. Beach House - Myth.
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font 3 poems: December 2010
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The idea is small. make it be a poem. Send me your small poems. Or post one yourself,. Friday, December 24, 2010. While watching the movie. When he looked at me and said. You know that poem. Becomes colder, I begin to laugh. That this subtropical paradise is. Freezing us all.scarves, coats, hats. The fragile oranges, strawberry plants. I remember in the oldest houses,. How the heat didn't work, the fifties. In Central Fl, lakes nearby frosted,. And pipes frozen and plants withered. I have a house.
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put on a pretty face: peripheral twitch
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Put on a pretty face. Thursday, July 03, 2014. So tight for so. Long it will be. Winding and i tap. Tap tap tap taptaptap. Out in quick tugs. The tendrils as i. It's less a poem. Less a stream of consciousness. Less an inner monologue. That it is just. In the absence of. In and out of rooms. Out of tune and. The songs i want. To make mean more. Than perhaps they should. Those dreams you assign. Meaning to, in lieu. Of this everyday thing. Thursday, July 03, 2014. July 16, 2014 at 12:27 AM.
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put on a pretty face: April 2013
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Put on a pretty face. Tuesday, April 30, 2013. This air blooms with. Trees and wind full. Of petals, of pollen. From toes and nose. In the middle, my. Self is full,. Tuesday, April 30, 2013. Links to this post. Tuesday, April 16, 2013. Tuesday, April 16, 2013. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Sometimes i get sucked into. Thinking i have friends. when by now - YOU KNOW I HAVE LEARNED (and god, it took forever) THAT I AM MY ONLY FRIEND! I'm back on facehook. my daughter claim.
