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Lies and awful truth: "i saw you from that second story window"
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Lies and awful truth. Poetry and god knows what else. Wednesday, November 5, 2014. I saw you from that second story window". We play out past lives. Plan future love affairs too. Spend some time apart. Future thoughts, rainbow metaphors. I might be here. And how i will use them. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I saw you from that second story window. I was in the house when the house burned down. View my complete profile.
Lies and awful truth: "the way that you look at me now/makes me wish i was you""
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Lies and awful truth. Poetry and god knows what else. Thursday, July 17, 2014. The way that you look at me now/makes me wish i was you". Poem I wrote on the walk home tonight, fully edited, any typos are intentional. I make up, and loose. Small poems, martyrs to the cause. To make up for the lines. I can save, pin to paper. Here's where we're at, kids. We're stuck on poetry. My brain melts, it. Gets stuck, it. Gets lusting after words. When should go whistlin' after women. Please stop the goddamn, god.
Lies and awful truth: April 2013
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Lies and awful truth. Poetry and god knows what else. Tuesday, April 23, 2013. New poem inspired by a different version of the song below. 8220; in my heart (with apologies to carey mercer)”. War, war is in my heart. But your love is all i will cherish. Let wounds appear elsewhere. Your love is the light i will hold up. Against the chattering, darkening sky. Oh, but i have basked in battle. I have taken up my sword against loss and entropy. I have stood awash in blood and sorrow. Friday, April 12, 2013.
Lies and awful truth: November 2014
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Lies and awful truth. Poetry and god knows what else. Wednesday, November 5, 2014. I saw you from that second story window". We play out past lives. Plan future love affairs too. Spend some time apart. Future thoughts, rainbow metaphors. I might be here. And how i will use them. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I saw you from that second story window. I was in the house when the house burned down. View my complete profile.
Lies and awful truth: "Can’t see the fog for the trees I lost my way on reject beach"
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Lies and awful truth. Poetry and god knows what else. Monday, November 14, 2016. Can’t see the fog for the trees I lost my way on reject beach". I haven't posted anything here in a very long time. I've been out of it mostly, but i'm shaking off the cobwebs, a bit rusty though. I think in symbols. This is self explanatory. 8220;thinking about the apocalypse on election night 2016”. Doors as open as we allow. Pushing, i avowed. To be a pusher. But i couldn’t push anything. I bantered my way somewhere.
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Finding Jester: January 2011
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Sunday, January 23, 2011. To claim the fabulous. Expressing my inner fabulous is much easier to do with delightful clothing- and it inspires brilliance in others. Last night I was at the Steampunk Exhibition Ball. In Seattle. I was deeply inspired by the beauty of my fellow Volunteers and Attendees. I looked ok, too :). And now, poetry! What it looks like inside. Is not always visible. On the resolve of the interior. To the river before us. Always never looking forward back to the. Who of all of you.
Finding Jester: May 2011
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Friday, May 27, 2011. A Letter To Myself. It's like we're buckets and waterfalls. But every bucket has a hole. And then you say, have you found a plug yet? It doesn't have to be perfect but. You have the power over your hole. Your plug is yours to control. Remember your plugged is your power. And your waterfall, this nourishing bliss. Can be given wisely or poured amiss. So where does that sacred water go? Does it spill over, or hit the rocks down below? And tell me how you know. Past Comes to Life.
Finding Jester: A Letter To Myself
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Friday, May 27, 2011. A Letter To Myself. It's like we're buckets and waterfalls. But every bucket has a hole. And then you say, have you found a plug yet? It doesn't have to be perfect but. You have the power over your hole. Your plug is yours to control. Remember your plugged is your power. And your waterfall, this nourishing bliss. Can be given wisely or poured amiss. So where does that sacred water go? Does it spill over, or hit the rocks down below? And tell me how you know. Past Comes to Life.
Finding Jester: Hymn
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Thursday, May 9, 2013. All day the twin melting helix of. Souls dancing in the moon and wind. A ritual deflation, dusty hands. Spread wide and chapped raw, reaching. Towards the glowing eyes and gaping. Maws of 1,000 spirits in a whirlpool. And the stars shine over us all. Wrap this hope in a cocoon of solitude,. Rest it in emerging golden rays with sparrows singing. As the leaves reach and cover you in grace. Waiting for your safe return to our glittering shores. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
Finding Jester: Spiders
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Tuesday, April 12, 2011. Awoke slick hard and trembling. To the stars and night sky day. Analogy, knowing and wanting. To understand these complex. Interweavings with the midpoint. Threads looming, bound into. Boundless freethinking. Howto. Deflect by diameter when the truth. Is both, dear, neither, and free each in. Moments best kept interseparated? The ways we touched our souls, selves. Praygasping in the pew and aisle tell you. Story's depth and intimate pride to stand. Total eclipse of the fart.
Finding Jester: November 2010
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Monday, November 29, 2010. The night so cold the fires went out,. It must have been 1983. She hated how. His love for her played dead. When she walked into the room. Maybe we should go to the movies and. You can confuse me for the one onscreen. With the smoking gun. You can say how. Cruel I was, like you told me about her. Call off your dogs. When we open that. Door to the sea, will it mean healing. Morpheus cannot finish songs. Aphrodite sung without bridge repair. Friday, November 26, 2010. Sharing the...
Finding Jester: January 2013
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Wednesday, January 16, 2013. Way, my walk watched and. Weighted, always on a scale of thumbs. And I cease to be myself again,. Surfeited definitions like bent hands on Salvador's clock. All you cocks figure it out,. I'll be in my vagina bubble awkwardly predicting each one of you. Onto the colored lights by name. But let me make clear:. My legs are not spread to your mock or like or silence. Toys and go home. I AM YOUR FATHER. And I dance in your brined uncertainty at everything. Past Comes to Life.
Finding Jester: Herstory Check
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Wednesday, January 16, 2013. Way, my walk watched and. Weighted, always on a scale of thumbs. And I cease to be myself again,. Surfeited definitions like bent hands on Salvador's clock. All you cocks figure it out,. I'll be in my vagina bubble awkwardly predicting each one of you. Onto the colored lights by name. But let me make clear:. My legs are not spread to your mock or like or silence. Toys and go home. I AM YOUR FATHER. And I dance in your brined uncertainty at everything. Past Comes to Life.
Finding Jester: Monogamy
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Tuesday, March 20, 2012. It ended bad, but I loved what we started." Fiona Apple. I am a bridge, you have crossed me. Over into the arms of another. The. Shimmering gleam bright on. The newfound day deeper shades. My girders shake under the weight. Yet again, lIt by hanDs more kindly. Crafted than my own, nails shaped. By master craftsmen affixed to. Ropes restricting range and power,. Rapes existing from past lovers. Rip my heart from underwater. I'd better bring an umbrella;. Past Comes to Life.
Finding Jester: December 2010
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Wednesday, December 15, 2010. My open letter to Amazon.com- In solidarity with Daniel Ellsberg. Dear Amazon Corporation,. Until then, I'm voting with my dollar- and against you. In Solidarity and Justice, Lance Worth. Thursday, December 9, 2010. Marriage = capitalism: it unifies physical possessions and allots literal (tax and finance) and metaphorical currencies to those to whom access granted. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Past Comes to Life. Back in the game. Lies and awful truth. Ships, Trains, and.
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Lies and awful truth
Lies and awful truth. Poetry and god knows what else. Monday, November 14, 2016. Can’t see the fog for the trees I lost my way on reject beach". I haven't posted anything here in a very long time. I've been out of it mostly, but i'm shaking off the cobwebs, a bit rusty though. I think in symbols. This is self explanatory. 8220;thinking about the apocalypse on election night 2016”. Doors as open as we allow. Pushing, i avowed. To be a pusher. But i couldn’t push anything. I bantered my way somewhere.
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