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Post by _black phoenix_ on Jul 12, 2008 1:07:55 GMT -5
Drunken debris get the words started skip the awkwardness and pass the misspelled drunkeness. Ignore sighs for attention at hand. Let eyes flutter and notes skip.. Let rythm infuse the soul, caress the void and extinguish everything but the present. Amber and ale fill warm thoughts and a full belly. Drifting, I coast.. Not quite sure what I just wrote.
And the end comes too soon. Like it always does. And I shudder inside, dissapointed\ like I always am.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Jul 12, 2008 1:08:59 GMT -5
Coat my belly with chicken and smiles.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Sept 10, 2008 14:42:22 GMT -5
Thick glass seperates.. myself..
I can hear faint pounding.. Fists againt milky walls.
I look away.
Its easier to forget.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Sept 10, 2008 14:44:49 GMT -5
I shift beneath cold eyes, slipping this way and that. Never stable. Content.
Palms are worn hard, sliced with scars and freshly closed cuts. Ill work myself to the bone for your approval.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Dec 10, 2008 12:08:51 GMT -5
Seagulls like skittering fish flicker this way and that glitter.. for the sky to envelop.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Dec 26, 2008 12:24:32 GMT -5
The sun peaks. A playful smile on chapped lips.. I churn internally distressed. Conflicted minds - Sunshine is a happy thing but I know you dont like it.
The sun rose up today so that I would call you.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Jan 3, 2009 12:12:34 GMT -5
I am 60% whole wheat.. Incomplete & embarrassed to know im filling myself with cardboard.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Jan 31, 2009 15:02:04 GMT -5
I am a sinking ship a
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Feb 2, 2009 13:48:01 GMT -5
I am a sinking ship a skeleton an empty hull. Splinters cracking from broken ribs I fall.
Shifting bones dislodge..
Pierce my heart.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Apr 1, 2009 22:22:27 GMT -5
Ive got shards of poetry glass cutting down my trees esophogas pumping pushing puking sap Ive got maple syrup running down my chin
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Feb 13, 2010 20:26:44 GMT -5
I kissed sweet ocean breeze sunset closing in, should have walked away. I made love to darkened waves, emotions burried deep
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Mar 12, 2010 12:10:14 GMT -5
The death of lonliness
Paints and pens ink across a blank subconscious, slowly drawing, reforming memories into a pastel wash. Stars and skulls skip from line to line, smudging, growing darker with each stroke
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Apr 30, 2010 11:20:07 GMT -5
veins pulled like bloodied roots, stripped from hard flesh my trunk is carved through. like an empty pit, my heart has become a black place that none like to visit.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Oct 9, 2010 10:33:19 GMT -5
Dead clouds hung in suspended animation. Shifting, like blank eyes slowly rolling back to settle on muted greens. Forest peaks out, hardly recognizable. Pockets of life suffocate -locked- beneath black birds and cloud cover.
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Oct 9, 2010 15:39:58 GMT -5
twirling wisps, greens, grays, blacks laid upon an uncomfortable white. ghosts escaping vacant eye sockets. ears pricked upon rabbits head matted, soiled.. Thoughts sliding slushing in hazy recollection of times much much better.
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