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Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Uncomplicated

Uncomplicated 8/27/07 our love has nothing to hide I could return at any time fall into your arms and sleep kiss your lips for hours be held by you without questions maybe I simply believed the grass was greener but uncomplicated grass is sweeter Sign in to see full entry.

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Bite

twistedson commented that my poems have bite. Bite 8/27/07 only my poems bite in everyday life I am patient reserved quiet rarely do my words bite Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

My jealous, insecure love

twistedwords wrote a piece that reminded me of the dark side of myself, and I’ve written the following. This is a piece from my dark side, the lesser part of myself, the part of me that snivels and whines, that yearns for something from someone that just isn’t there. My jealous, insecure love... Sign in to see full entry.

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Worm

Worm 8/25/07 I’m dangling I’m just a worm on a hook you tell me right now what am I holding on for what is there beneath me what’s going to catch me where will I land are you strong enough to catch me in your arms Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, August 27, 2007

Something sweeter

This is about my husband. The man I don't quite deserve but I'm very thankful he thinks I deserve him. Morning, with you 8/26/07 I remember seeing the little tiny lines around the corners of your eyes in the darkness of early morning, you were smiling at me or they wouldn’t have been nearly as... Sign in to see full entry.

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Talk is cheap

Talk is cheap 8/25/07 it’d be nice if your talk wasn’t so cheap your words come few and far between like precious stones every word eked out of you like blood from a turnip it’s too bad they’re worth nothing what a disappointment Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, August 26, 2007

Plague

Plague 8/25/07 I must be repulsive I must have bad breath or crossed eyes a fat ass or fucked up hair because you avoid me like the fucking plague and you wonder why I question Sign in to see full entry.

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Waiting

Waiting 8/25/07 lovers once lived on letters a letter every few week or months from your love halfway across the world fighting in some war or on a ship headed to a new world they were constant had faith and hope had no reason not to believe our love is marked by fear trapped and living in shadows... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, August 25, 2007

A piece of prose

I'm cheating again and posting prose on my poetry blog. Bittersweet 8/25/07 Sometimes I’d love to see you just to flick a cigarette in your face, spit my vodka at your feet, call you all of the epithets I once accorded you. Make you hurt. I’d love to pretend I don’t have a heart, that I really... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, August 24, 2007

Open closed eyes

Open closed eyes 8/25/07 whereas before I would have opened my eyes went searching for the letter that was never written the e-mail never sent waiting for a response to my love my words my thoughts myself now I turn my eyes away hope not clouding my vision I no longer look for what I know will not... Sign in to see full entry.

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Poetry intended to relieve the dissonance in my head and my heart, but meant to be read by others, as poetry just for myself isn't cutting it for me anymore. I'm taking the plunge, and looking for feedback. And wondering if there's anybody out there.

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