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[December 26, 2006 @ 12:59pm] |
new journal: rantipoljunkie
i've missed you all, and it's time to get back in touch.
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| oh daniel, where have you gone? |
[May 10, 2006 @ 2:45pm] |
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my nights have been spent walking around in an empty city with you, handinhand, barely lucid, barely despondent. i've lost myself in my own chemical hedonism again, and i couldn't be more grateful that it is with you. when we walk the streets together, i realize how i am nothing like her, and my heart feels so full of love. anymore all i want to do is think of you.
but she's the only person i'd ever sing rufus wainwright to, and fall asleep with listening to jeff buckley. my love my love my love.
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| oh benjamin. |
[May 09, 2006 @ 7:10pm] |
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Detroit Annie, hitchhiking
by Judy Grahn
Her words pour out as if her throat were a broken
artery and her mind were cut-glass, carelessly handled.
You imagine her in a huge velvet hat with great
dangling black feathers,
but she shaves her head instead
and goes for three-day midnight walks.
Sometimes she goes down to the dock and dances
off the end of it, simply to prove her belief
that people who cannot walk on water
are phonies, or dead.
When she is cruel, she is very, very
cool and when she is kind she is lavish.
Fisherman think perhaps she's a fish, but they're all
fools. She figured out that the only way
to keep from being frozen was to
stay in motion, and long ago converted
most of her flesh into liquid. Now when she
smells danger, she spills herself all over,
like gasoline, and lights it.
She leaves the taste of salt and iron
under your tongue, but you dont mind
The common woman is as common
as the reddest wine.
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| thanks for the ether. |
[May 05, 2006 @ 9:24pm] |
things are going to change.
and i realize now how i don't want to be like you; i never want to bend until i break.
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[May 01, 2006 @ 10:08pm] |
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Now you wanna know the reason
Why I cheated on you?
Well I had to be a hunter again.
This little man had to try
To make love feel new again.
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| first public post. |
[May 01, 2006 @ 12:36am] |
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yes, i think that you will meet someone someday who will rock your world.
i thought that you were it for me; long hours together, restless days, &your eyes of china blue.
and for one moment that night, you were back in my memory.
it was that summer at the beach, staying outside until my skin cracked&chipped, falling asleep together underneath the porch; kninea was pregnant, her body beating&blowing against our fingers whenever we touched. i had been so anesthetized that i lost all of my clothes, and my bones poked out of the corners of my body.
if i'm ever in love you said it's now.
& here you were saying all of the things that i thought you could never feel.
all of the things that i will never feel.
i could never easily forget you.
it's early morning/late at night& i can never sleep.
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[October 23, 2005 @ 8:59pm] |
friends only.
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