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Friday, April 18, 2008

art observations

this first second boys that flirt with one another sexually restricted but forms what now passion pulls between two my eyes open my mind wide transpires to fight play then exile feelings..hard to derail no time to long stength.. too strong this becomes erratic and a need so tragic why not to have... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, April 16, 2008

game

in the long run you think for the long way you run as she eases to a steady jog motion to this just because it is intriguing the games we play the game you play curiosity teasing lions lying Sign in to see full entry.

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sailor

my little love sailor the waves are oh so strong and a calm tranquility spaces to the bottom.. the chaotic frenzy i swim hard trying forward only i pass greens...slick skins...blues..black backwards i go o'love sailor guide me don't pretend Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, April 13, 2008

land of lala

my feelings pour thick and sticky i pour glue in your thick head innocence i know why is it so clear now no insanity covers my bed how quaint to be good butter runs through my stream what kind of paradise? sticky jelly skinny fat skinny natural long short colours blending skinny fat happy sad plain... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, April 9, 2008

cherry tree

sorry cherry tree my pony and i wanted just a taste of the farmers prized labour and time but i found myself with stained hands and clothes belly with a pain oh! So! grass seeing the last of its day my pony spies he from the corner of his eye off he trots belly sways side to side thank you tree we... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, April 8, 2008

you--just

his presence is near my shyness overcomes me never close eyes have rare contact cant you feel it? can we block everyone out-- lets be alone let me speak to you i want to it is so FRUSTRATING can't wait anymore will i be standing alone? will you feel me will you feel my longings to be with you i... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 7, 2008

strength

too careless invincibility? No not my thought bear over this slither throughout the sounds i think to give up too much i see my lifeless body lie there crooked streets winding 'round this mountain weeds screaming for life surreal? time to be? my spine so strong yet at moments it gives out jazz music... Sign in to see full entry.

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dizzy

when is it my time? where is it my time? overwhelming deep circle sharp square tears of love confusion take this knife out of my heart it hurts too much i want you to feel the push i keep inviting you and accepting you my eyes burn as i walk the brown blurrs become dizzy stars in my eyes tingle in... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, April 2, 2008

help my itch

itch my itch watch my eyes soft and dim read my lips long and limp itch my itch my neck is curved my muscles nerved the cure of one lured.. flip the itch switch the switch Sign in to see full entry.

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can you guess me>??

i will be impressed if you can guess this treasured guest it is soft so very soft it has whiskers sometimes long sometimes gone grey is the colour white fuzzy island does not smother outlined by dark wrinkles mark openings round lead to sounds... patter patter you I flatter lets go ----- (give away... Sign in to see full entry.

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The ways I cover lie and sneak around no one knows maybe suspects alittle but only for a moment I keep it to myself everything I don't reveal myself to anyone I wouldn't even know how I am sober now but I feel fucked up or sadness or confusion stick this into me prickle my skin shake me up-just a little bit

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