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[28 Jan 2010|07:33pm] |
My lips are bleeding.
Because you’ve kissed me so much.
Does that make this love?
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[06 Oct 2009|09:52pm] |
You seem very sweet
But what the hell do I know.
Four weeks is nothing.
And what you went through
before. This is all new to
me. Should I trust you?
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[04 Jul 2009|12:55am] |
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This morning I woke On the wrong side of the bed Urge to kill rising >8F
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[30 Apr 2009|04:39pm] |
Not exactly calm
I don't feel good today
How are you doing?
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[18 Feb 2009|04:07pm] |
oh my sweet, my love
in your eyes lives a stillness
as deep as the world
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| Dear Prof. |
[18 Feb 2009|03:37pm] |
Oh, Stupid Teacher,
fingernails on a chalkboard
I now feel dumber.
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| Sweet, Sweet Irony. You probably wouldn't happen to me so often if I didn't like you so much. |
[27 Jan 2008|06:26pm] |
I wrote these at my last gig for the temp agency I work for. I loved that job (jewelry design). I wrote these while sitting in my office listening to punk music. The job let me listen to whatever I wanted. These were made out of Crass lyrics whilst listening to them:
Nothings really changed
'Cuz all governments the same
slavery's the game.
They call it freedom
But all governments the same
slavery's the game.
I was also all achey with PMS so i wrote this too:
Oh, menstrual cycle
same ol' same ol', month to month
how I hate you so.
And then I realized what a cool gig I had landed:
They like how I look
they say I look creative
this gig is so cool.
Tattoos, piercings, jeans,
my daily work attire
my job is so cool.
It is amazing
(that i really like this one)
what good pay will do.
The temp agency reassigned me the next day*.
Hah! Irony!
(I wasn't caught or fired or anything--the job filled their position and the temp agency was no longer needed)
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| 9.11. -- haiku triptych |
[12 Sep 2007|03:34am] |
September 11 ...
gusty wind in the pines
with a hint of smoke
September 11 --
in line at the blood station
bandannas and skullcaps
September 11 --
the World Wide Web covered
with all kinds of dust
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| Ode to the little froggie in the window |
[10 Aug 2007|12:51pm] |
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Little window frog
Climbing high, pursuing bugs
No fear of falling.
Is it ambition?
Blind drive to chase froggy dreams?
No bottom feeder.
Or in that wee head
Not enough brain cells to know
That gravity sucks.
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| My triumphant return to the internets |
[05 Aug 2007|05:11pm] |
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mood |
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What better way to celebrate my return to livejournal than with a classy, emotional haiku?
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I just met some dude
Future spouse material
Thanks be to Myspace!
He doesn't know, but
I am SO gonna hit that
...NOT EVEN KIDDING.
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I missed you, HAIKU_YOU! Let's make babies!
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| Reversed Haiku day! |
[05 Jul 2007|12:32pm] |
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It’s reversed Haiku day! 7 - 5 - 7
Flashes in the city night sky Celebration stars The life of a universe
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[29 Jun 2007|09:33am] |
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A Contemplative
Lost moment seeks reverence
In my hollow mind
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[21 Mar 2007|11:31pm] |
a wind slips gently
around the woman's lithe frame,
softly caressing.
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cold