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Where Poet's Come to Be Ignored
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Poet's Corner
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by Jesse
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| Windows burning brightly
a million yards are one
and his face is streaked in reckless shadow.
streams of unwound futu... |
| August 19, 2010 |
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by Jesse
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| Blazing slowness. Tremors. Unbidden.
Rebellious muscle. Lengthened tendon.
Flame-licked wind-pipe and stinging sweat
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| August 19, 2010 |
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by Ray
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It's eight empty bookshelves and some self-righteous bitch bragging about how fast she reads.
A pack of unsmoke... |
| August 14, 2010 |
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by Ray
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| July 22, 2010 |
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by Ray
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The sun breaks over the horizon,
and even to our sore eyes, it's treasure.
Another day, we've lived t... |
| June 07, 2010 |
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by Ray
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| Hey! Even if you don't usually read poetry, you should read this. Because I'm head-fucked, and I feel like this is a sto... |
| May 13, 2010 |
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by Ray
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| March 27, 2010 |
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by Ray
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| March 16, 2010 |
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by Ray
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| Lost limitations and forgotten dreams. Motivate me to immobilization. Dare you.
Hurt by things that can't be seen, se... |
| February 20, 2010 |
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by Ray
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| February 09, 2010 |
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by Ray
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Carmex kisses and cotton candy whispers,
and a world worth of everythings
just waiting ... |
| February 08, 2010 |
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by Kenne
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| She awoke,
drearily dissecting daydreams from a daylit night in Alaska
Cynicism aimed at her clan's attempt to play a... |
| December 21, 2009 |
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by Ray
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| December 06, 2009 |
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by Ray
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| I did this with cropped screenshots for no particular reason at all:
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| October 22, 2009 |
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by Ray
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The ice-cold gin
settles in,
washing my insides like a cool spring rain at the end of a dusty day
and i... |
| September 22, 2009 |
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by Ray
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| Slick listening and heartburn heart-to-hearts,
Anyone can pretend to care.
Lead-painted love,
Destroying under the in... |
| August 16, 2009 |
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by Ray
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| I know you guys don't read the poetry around here, which is why I decided to stick it on top of pictures.
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| July 07, 2009 |
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by Ray
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| I?
We or us?
Did you see? Did you lie, too?
Take away your lost soul. Find mine.
Dirty tears. Drink, drink, drink. D... |
| June 08, 2009 |
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by Ray
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| I'll sell you my soul for
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| June 08, 2009 |
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by Ray
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As long as you look at me like ... |
| May 31, 2009 |
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by James
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| The persistence of a thickly shelled insect
madly smashing against the window
can sound like rain
-- but it isn’t.
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| May 04, 2009 |
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by James
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| Sweltering,
we had always been looking
in that direction
together.
Joined
parallel
somehow askance,
we wer... |
| May 04, 2009 |
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by me
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| Somewhere in my heart...
Perfectly Amorous, Stainless
Judging my fears....
Add points for beauty, subtract for i... |
| April 23, 2009 |
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by Ray
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It's stupid, I know,
But sometimes, I really wis... |
| April 23, 2009 |
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by James
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| In the cabinets
the groceries are on fire.
They don't melt
or perish though,
or even turn black.
They just ... |
| April 21, 2009 |
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by Ray
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There are
a billion th... |
| April 17, 2009 |
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by Charlie Mine
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| Parasites and jackals
Scavenging gloriously
Faces painted with gore
Constantly looking left and right
Concerned only... |
| April 09, 2009 |
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by James
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| Sunlight of the Wolf
If the deep and swirling blue,
which I often like to imagine
gives its color to the nigh... |
| April 06, 2009 |
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by James
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| There was once a legend about us,
that we were traveling along a river
and above us was a high bank
with animals sim... |
| April 06, 2009 |
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by Jesse
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| Imagine if you will, a glass of water
as if you were very young
so that that glass and that water
were new, keen thin... |
| March 24, 2009 |
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by Jesse
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Have you ever felt Nothing?
I mean really waking up and reaching out
and feeling nothing there between your
fing... |
| March 24, 2009 |
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by James
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| She walked the earth
with the undue consideration
of a Brahman priest.
She believed in certain gods
for the sh... |
| March 22, 2009 |
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by paddy Paddy
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| It started out innocently enough. Always does.
Kids of a certain age, the start to fool around with each other. Always ... |
| February 27, 2009 |
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by Ray
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| Chainsaw tears,
Ripping and cutting,
Hurting.
Without mercy--only noise and anger.
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| February 05, 2009 |
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by Ray
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Strange that a man such as you
Can die.
Stranger still that
You live.
Sweat-sloppy romance and
Mad-moon all... |
| January 18, 2009 |
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by Ray
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| a hundred started stories, a thousand lost ideas,
clouds of stolen magic tickle my neck
and my brain,
but nothing co... |
| December 08, 2008 |
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by Jesse
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| Oh, my brother, Bob
I could play that big guitar
in our mariachi band
What's it called again Well I
Think that woul... |
| December 06, 2008 |
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by Ray
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Hey, tick toc... |
| November 02, 2008 |
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by Ray
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Starlight stereo,
Playing songs of past memories
And forgotten answers.
The world looks like cigarette smoke ... |
| October 24, 2008 |
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by Ray
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| Autumn nights, beer bottles in hand,
Air crisp with the smell of fallen leaves
And anticipation
Of promise or heartbr... |
| September 14, 2008 |
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by Ray
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In a million words or less,
Tell me how I’ve found you,
How I’ve helped you,
How I’ve loved you.
In a millio... |
| July 09, 2008 |
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by Ray
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| We all fall, like angels crashing to the ground from a broken whiskey bottle, with handfuls of glass. We don’t know how ... |
| June 19, 2008 |
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by Carey
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| The floors are sparkling, the curtains are hung, the new paint has long since dried and the decorating is complete.
N... |
| June 12, 2008 |
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by Dave Riley
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| May 14, 2008 |
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by Ray
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| ........................................................................................................................... |
| April 27, 2008 |
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by Ray
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| While You Were Away
I took a drink
Of angry ice cubes
And soggy gin.
Stars burned out,
And love... |
| March 30, 2008 |
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by Jesse
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| Such a pity
that at night I lie
and there's no one there to see
if I sleep
and make sleep sounds sweet
or lie awa... |
| March 29, 2008 |
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by Ray
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| They never warn you
About
That
Place;
In grade school,
When they show you the films,
When they pass around... |
| January 25, 2008 |
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by Ray
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| Tickle me on my spider-web sanity;
Listen and laugh at my hopes and dreams,
And my march through the mountains
That y... |
| January 22, 2008 |
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by Ray
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| Drunken rambling, episode 43:
Were you ever really there, or just hiding in your boredom? Is there such a thing as a... |
| January 11, 2008 |
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by Trey
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| The point where before and after part ways.
So mundane.
When she steps away.
When you turn away.
When the dotted lin... |
| December 17, 2007 |
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by Ray
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zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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| December 02, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| It’s not always, but it’s enough.
Dark things in the mind that bring tears to the eyes, lost times that bring feeli... |
| November 30, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| bloody fingers and hope,
scraped insides and raw emotion
and hateful love
abandoned, finally.
broken fingers ... |
| September 08, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| We aren’t lost, not really, but we’ve lost so much. We’ve lost hopes and dreams and laughter and friends and familiarit... |
| September 05, 2007 |
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by Jesse
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| She had a voice like honey
and eyes like amber fire
and she served her breakfast
at Chick-Fil-A.
One smiled wi... |
| August 13, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Brothers at the drive-thru,
Brothers in arms,
Everyone wants gum and a smile;
Dried out wit, brittle and tasteless.
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| August 12, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Been a while,
Been a while,
I hate to fail,
But I feel that I must.
You know where I live,
You know where I l... |
| August 09, 2007 |
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by rik
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| OK, so in the spirit adding some variety to The Strangelands, I thought I would throw something out here as well. I actu... |
| August 09, 2007 |
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by Dave Riley
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| Takin' that Silverbird
to the great big city
With nothing but my dreams
and my favorite pair of jeans
But I won't le... |
| July 15, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Dried lips; scratched, infected heart.
Loss.
Laughing at the mirror, crying in the shadows,
Lousy logic, stupid senti... |
| July 14, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| I don’t want to be thrown away, but that doesn’t mean I won’t understand. Help me with my emotional baggage, and then d... |
| June 11, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Hanging on past the right time,
Like a bumper sticker on a used car—
Let it go, move on.
Shredded credi... |
| May 19, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Low-rent fool, sipping suds of generic window cleaner, hoping against hope that this will be the time that they can’t p... |
| May 08, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Chatter, chatter, chatter,
A shark that drowns when it
Stops swimming…
What happens when you
Stop talking?
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| April 28, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Wait…lost?
I remember pacing small grocery store aisles
On a Sunday evening, dreading Monday out of habit.
A... |
| April 14, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Frantic touch and splintered harmony,
We have nothing left but our loss,
And nothing to lose
But what we have left.
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| April 06, 2007 |
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by Dave Riley
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| Ah, hail sweet relief!
Warm amber tension flows free
Knees buckle, breathe sigh... |
| April 02, 2007 |
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by Carey
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| A day goes on forever
24 hours from sunrise to sunset
Multiplied times 3 with slight respite between eternity
Running... |
| March 27, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Do you hurt like me, I wonder?
Do the memories burn ... |
| January 30, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Lip service,
—more than one meaning—
Because she just wants to be loved,
And because I’m an asshole.
Too many ... |
| January 20, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Looking back,
Seeing missed opportunities,
Failures,
And lost futures.
Getting old:
Youth scoffs at me
In d... |
| January 07, 2007 |
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by Ray
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| Terrible anticipation,
Ripping the envelope,
Knowing what’s inside,
Dreading.
A dozen lost memories,
Some hid... |
| January 04, 2007 |
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by Jesse
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| Father
is a man with calloused hands
practiced and precise
whose pen can ink the artists lines
whose beauty he deni... |
| December 31, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| Darkening immediately, the entire night to ponder and to make mistakes. We will never remember the smiles and the kisse... |
| December 15, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| Is this lunacy?
Lost and forgotten,
Or just a bad day?
We can’t dance here,
We can’t dance, hear?
We can’t! ... |
| December 09, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Wordless, breathless
feeling restless
a hunger rises in my throat
I'm out the door
before I know
whipping coatta... |
| October 17, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| Scratching on nothing,
Hoping you hear,
Never looking up,
Just in case you ignore.
Hiding my desire;
Hiding ... |
| October 14, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| You smiled sadly,
You said you were sorry,
And closed the door.
Forever.
Was my life over
Before then?
Or di... |
| October 05, 2006 |
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by Dave Riley
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| Little brother asks,
"Oh mommy, is there a god?"
She will lie to him.... |
| October 01, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| I’m poison.
I’m cancer.
I’m all the bad things in the world
That you don’t want to get sucked into.
... |
| September 23, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| Drunk fun for the night: cutting and pasting words from the last email I received, in no particular order. I cheated t... |
| September 19, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| Do you remember the early days?
Before the scorn and the anger and the violent words? Do you remember when there w... |
| September 08, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| Too small,
Last image.
And too large
For Life.
Listening:
Lilted laughter rings
Through hearts of
Friends.
... |
| September 06, 2006 |
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by Dave Riley
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| Married? That's too bad.
Children? Oh my, what a shame.
Well, see ya later!... |
| September 05, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| Reckless memories and wrinkled futures—
Scarred and blistered,
We never stop trudging through
The storm.
Our... |
| July 26, 2006 |
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by Carey
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| The sun is still shining but the air is heavy and impending
like a pregnant belly waiting to relieve its cargo.
Thunde... |
| May 29, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| On the edge of a hundred babbling brooks
as on the tips of tongues
the world leaves a sensitivity of feeling
as of so... |
| May 12, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Night shadow has consumed the land
The world's torch lies cold and broken
Humanity stood but couldn't stand
before a ... |
| January 18, 2006 |
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by Ray
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| My eyeballs freakin’ hurt. Dry, itchy, I feel like I could be on a Visine commercial, except for Visine isn’t helping ... |
| January 03, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Lord, I miss your wily antics.
Your willful, sad repose
and indomitable hatred of man -
well, it really ticks me off
... |
| December 14, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| Oh kindred sinner born to breathe
take this world’s torment
fill thine chaos cup and drink
of savory natures sours
... |
| November 14, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| A man who takes and never gives, sics censure on the life he lives.
A man who gives and ne'er does take, lives in drea... |
| November 14, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| knightly winged warrior
behooved and moved to rebel
sees the son his saving graces
and sins most meant for hell
... |
| November 08, 2005 |
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by Carey
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| A disconnect exists and it's rearing it's head every low moment on the ship.
Calm waters that have been navigated a tho... |
| November 07, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| The day is long as I am
it stretches pulses fade
as it was against you laid
It's hard without you here
I take streng... |
| October 18, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| Spilled papers and spilled tears,
Dropping everything
At the drop of a
Hat.
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Haunting bars and haunting
Homes,
... |
| October 17, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| I can’t seem to get away from myself, no matter how hard I try, the world in my skull is exploding one more time, and I... |
| October 14, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| One more, just in case you want one. Stupid-early in the morning, work in a bit, but why not?
Fear in the back, nibb... |
| September 30, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| What?
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| September 24, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| …………Wait for me, I’m getting too far behind,
…….You are further away than the shadows,
….And they are growing closer,
... |
| August 18, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| Work with me, I’ll go as long as I can, but I need your support, and if you can’t do it, neither can I. I crash with a... |
| July 28, 2005 |
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by Harrison
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| With the destruction of the right side of the planet, anarchy arises. Gluttony becomes societies new favorite pastime, ... |
| July 20, 2005 |
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by Iris Marigold
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| Listening to music about seperation and loneliness
Trying to make decisons based on someone else's lyrics
What is the ... |
| July 19, 2005 |
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by Harrison
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| The week has just started so i just thought i would give you all somethin to ponder until next time....(proving whether ... |
| July 11, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| A walking calamity,
What have you been UP to
This time?
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Weak excuse,
Boogey man bullshit,
What are we expected t... |
| July 10, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| I had an hour to kill
And I made it
A Messy one.
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You’ll never understand
Where the cuts
Came from.
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I like ... |
| July 04, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| Floss ‘till you bleed,
Make sure there’s
Nothing
To make you feel uncomfortable.
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Root out
All evil,
We’ll purge... |
| June 29, 2005 |
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by Ernst Coobellow
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| I think of anger, or any emotion, feeling, thought, etc.. as I do food or anything else that is ingested, digested, an... |
| June 21, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| The red bird stares
At me,
And I can almost
See a smile.
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I hate the way
My mouth tastes:
Like an ashtray
That’... |
| June 11, 2005 |
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by Ernst Coobellow
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| this stereo is going now fit to make me burn,
turn me - my heart upside down and dump me out
salt shaker-like for fl... |
| June 11, 2005 |
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by Ernst Coobellow
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| It makes you wonder how much they're making up as they go along doesn't it? You can fill in the blanks with any letters... |
| June 10, 2005 |
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by Ernst Coobellow
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| Can you remind that there is leftover beauty, the maniacs or 1% are perhaps just blind?
My memory gets so slow.
I'm ... |
| June 10, 2005 |
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by walt valentine
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dear ernst,
yr devil may care hair and wet wombat smirk drown the evercrunch of a half hour lunch.
If a lack of ... |
| June 02, 2005 |
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by Ernst Coobellow
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| I tucked the hair behind my ears to give them something to lay back on.
I was waiting for the go-ahead from just one ... |
| June 02, 2005 |
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by STRANGE GIRL
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| hey there kids, another dollar another day.
today is the day I celebrate my 32nd birthday.
Another year to tack on the... |
| May 20, 2005 |
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by Carey
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| A clear warm spring night, a cloudless sky bright with stars.
Couples holding hands out for a stroll, singles doing t... |
| May 20, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| Full-moon nights and
Mind-chaps,
We all have our issues.
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I’m slipping on candied nothingness, the only thing aro... |
| May 08, 2005 |
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by STRANGE GIRL
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| ... |
| May 07, 2005 |
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by STRANGE GIRL
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| SHE.
Many faces,
Many moods.
Many choices,
Many REGRETS.
Many Lovers,
Many Friends.
Of Diaries,
Of Chron... |
| May 07, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| Listen to the secret whispers,
Hidden among the ancient
Things
In the attic.
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What do they want?
What do they say... |
| April 29, 2005 |
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by STRANGE GIRL
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| THe Battlefield.....
In the famous words of Pat Benetar....
LOVE IS A BATTLEFIELD.
For those of you that are 80... |
| April 22, 2005 |
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by walt valentine
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One last hoorah and realize...
every beer makes me taller
puff of grass and grow smaller
while big clouds of gr... |
| April 14, 2005 |
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by walt valentine
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it is just as you say
just like i, too, would write at first
full of pain like a dying wolf caught in a trap
each d... |
| April 08, 2005 |
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by walt valentine
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J.F.K.H.
jackass dreams bellow the loudest
and we wake with drooling lips and bleeding eyes
heads torn asunde... |
| March 28, 2005 |
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by walt valentine
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hallow day and rain
the ghost gave way again
a steady drip from my ceiling
the pliers the reek and reeling
a pho... |
| March 28, 2005 |
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by JFK Harris
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| Once, in the garden, where we’d play
Hide and seek, desperately seeking each others’
To die for beings, your long soa... |
| March 24, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| Waking up from nightmares of love,
Muscles cramping,
And screams that cannot be retained,
Concealed.
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Tears dr... |
| March 13, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| “Where were you at, psycho-boy?”
“I wanted to destroy something beautiful.”
….—Fight Club
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Don’t know where I’ve... |
| March 13, 2005 |
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by Carey
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| Ok, OK, here is a boring post that most of you will not be interested in but I will digress. The following gallery link ... |
| March 11, 2005 |
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by walt valentine
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calm sweeping lice crawl down from the children
infecting and reflecting me with modern day malcontent
awake in... |
| March 10, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| Moonlight cleanses me,
Washing away
Doubt and worry.
Purging falsities.
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Society is a grass fire,
Burning away a... |
| March 10, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| Trying to avoid getting sucked through
The filter of society,
Because we all know
I’ll never make it out
Alive.
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... |
| March 08, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| A little too gone to be dealing with life as we know it…
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Watch this, and be scared:
Tongue-kissing ghosts ... |
| March 04, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| Sleeping in the shadows
Of lost hope.
What is the point?
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There are no answers,
And the questions are idiotic.
Is... |
| February 18, 2005 |
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by Carey
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| (I found the following stream of consciousness written down on a piece of tattered notebook paper at the bottom of my cl... |
| February 12, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| A question.
And if you can’t answer honestly,
……….please
……………don’t
……………………bother
…………answering
……………...at
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| February 04, 2005 |
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by JFK Harris
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| iloved
thered sweater
themouse inthe trashcan
thesweat onmyearlobe
and speakingto you and
the
result
being
less... |
| February 01, 2005 |
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by JFK Harris
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| ....a partial attempt to answer possible forthcoming inquiry of
"Who are You Again?":
je m'appelle julian...
not a... |
| January 17, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| Life, in the strictest sense of the word, goes on.
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Like that.
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Like a zillion people bumping into each oth... |
| January 06, 2005 |
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by Carey
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| Click For Pics
A bundle o... |
| January 06, 2005 |
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by Ray
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| Man, you’re so lucky I don’t know what an ode is,
But you still suck.
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What’s the big deal?
Don’t you know about ... |
| December 16, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Sleeping naked tonight,
Try not to use your imagination on that one.
My clothes are soggy,
And my world is stale.
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| November 21, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Velvet tears on frozen concrete, we’re all falling. I listen close as the floors creak and the statues groan, and I di... |
| November 21, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| (Author’s note: I found this crap buried in a stack of papers from when I worked as a cook at The Kettle—a pancake hous... |
| November 15, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Welcome to the world of Midnight, where it’s always after midnight. There is nothing left to hear, and there is... |
| October 12, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Drift closer to the never-ending song of the mad, we’ll all fall before it ends, and it doesn’t matter at all. We see ... |
| June 24, 2004 |
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by Carey
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| Spring has arrived and the trees are blooming,
flowers are blossoming and love is in the air.
Pigeons loom the sidewal... |
| May 03, 2004 |
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by Carey
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| Too many words spoken,
Apologies are never enough.
Revelations that tear apart hearts,
And tears that fill rivers.
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| April 22, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| When the sun comes up tomorrow, who will you be? Are you the same when the sun sets? Expressed everything and a pocke... |
| April 21, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| I tried to write her a love poem,
I tried to tell her
How much I love her,
How wonderful she is.
How she make... |
| April 17, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Wind bullying,
Pushing, pulling,
Tantrums of nature.
Rain slapping,
Harsh drops of animosity
Filling the sky.
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| April 17, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Splicing minutes,
Whispering across time
In leather boots
And a top hat.
Be careful what you sing.
Fingerprin... |
| April 17, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Moving in the
Dark,
Cool breeze from somewhere,
As silent as space,
Darkness
Complete.
Running in tandem,
... |
| April 17, 2004 |
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by Carey
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| Let me rise like a bird, joyfully.
Let me fall like a leaf, gracefully-without regrets.
Let me stand like a tree, stro... |
| March 11, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Twirling mist
And the trash on the street,
Not smelling as bad as usual.
Cool wind blowing
On my che... |
| February 20, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Drawing rainbows with the moonlight,
Skating on the rim of a paper cup
Filled with cold coffee.
Watch me... |
| February 20, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Walking up to the door of McDonalds,
You’re assaulted with the
Bum-piss smell
That is
Nature in ... |
| February 20, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Sweet Princess,
Sweating,
Burning in your sleep,
Soft moans of pain,
And in your dreams you hurt.<... |
| February 06, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Orange night sky,
Waiting for me.
Searching for me
As I shoot through the underground.
The train stops,
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| February 06, 2004 |
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by Ray
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| Having one of those happy-to-be-alive days.
The kind of day that’s great for no reason,
But always in the back of you... |
| February 06, 2004 |
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