

God in a Pawn ShopLovely to be like a feather Surrounded by the weight of the patient In quiet timing Infinitely bidingGod in a Pawn Shop
Surrounded by the weight of the patient In eager deciding of mellow mind In quiet timing Our comforts spent in the dusk of repentance
In eager deciding of mellow mind A wind lifts the waiting to drift on the time Our comforts spent in the dusk of repentance A clockmaker diligently turning the dial


BottleCautious hands on fragile pieces Mast and deck and crows nest A stillness in the fingertips And a grandness compacted A tiny ship in a curve of glass contained Aging wood Torn sails specifics Blue paint smeared on a whim beneath it An ocean in a little bottle Placed above the mantle With a hundred others Delicate Intricate Magnificent in their samenessBottle
While the ocean Abstract Unmentioned Bleeding together in the paint beneath them Lies dormant Unopened A question.


Dreams at the Red OakSleeping pills and a Red Bull A bowl of soup and animal crackers Asian Barbara Walters is spoon-feeding Italian Dick Cheney lobster ravioli Garlic bread and white sauce At the other table His squirrel cheeks suck in food like a trash compacter Senile Steve Buscemi brings them more waterDreams at the Red Oak
Cant dream all afternoon Fuzzys water bowl is guarded by a layer of dust At home Hes clawing at the door with a turtle head poking out But my mother the waitress wont refill my coffee She just keeps walking by With a trucker hand stain on the ass
Devious Comments
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"Any one may do a casual act of good nature, but a continuation of them shows it is a part of the temperature." - Laurence Sterne
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Hi !
(rockgirl)
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With love comes great responsibility...I am your's for whatever it is you'd like...You are mine to protect as your life is my life and my body your body
Hope you enjoy my other work.
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With love comes great responsibility...I am your's for whatever it is you'd like...You are mine to protect as your life is my life and my body your body
Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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"No wonder kids grow up crazy. A cat's cradle is nothing but a bunch of X's between somebody's hands, and little kids look and look and look at all those X's..."
"And?"
"No damn cat, and no damn cradle."
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Dont talk to me about progress.
Progress just means bad tings happing faster!
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Don't follow in my footsteps.
I run into walls.
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♥I'm Proudly South Africa
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Blue m&ms and skateboards in the driveway on a cold October day
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Blue m&ms and skateboards in the driveway on a cold October day
Good to find talented writers in the world
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Blue m&ms and skateboards in the driveway on a cold October day
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even with the greatest power you can't change the past, what's done it's done .
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The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
Harriet Beecher Stowe
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your writing is just so real.
~Blue
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There is that place against his back,
That niche where the rolling curves of my supple hips fit,
Were like puzzle pieces, whimsical, in the way our legs intertwine...
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do you have a secret?
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~scorsagra Love
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