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Archive for September, 2009

One of the Shes
She’s got it so bad
She’s counting the seasons
She’ll take to be had
She’s one of the Shes
He’s leaving behind
He’s giving her notice
But taking his time
 
One of the Shes
She’s falling in stride
She’s counting her reasons
She’s standing in line
She’s one of the Shes
He’s taking her time
He’s giving her something
But stealing her pride
 
Who would have thought
It [...]

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“I’m doing this for you.”
                              –Last words of a sociopath

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The Sickness continues. I follow every lead, probe every opening, chase every sign, smell or sound of its presence. Up all night, poring over images, stories, even pictures of old advertisements. And finally, I find a treasure trove of date- specific lore.
I cross-reference everything, for what ends I do not know. Just because…I suppose I [...]

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The Sickness

Well, it’s official. The diagnosis is in, and there’s no use denying it.
It came from an expert.
“We call it ‘The Sickness’ ” she said, just like that. It was matter of fact, and I could tell she’d seen quite a bit of it.
She was a large woman, perched in a wheelchair, barely moving. At first [...]

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Now that you’ve taken everything
Tell me how does it feel to need more
Now that you’ve drank your fill
Tell me how does it feel to be bored
Now that you’ve spent all your time
How do you know you’re too late
Now when you empty your pockets
How do you sort your mistakes
 
So you put them on a shelf
Like you [...]

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Run in the dark
Blood pumping
Legs pounding
Crashing
Breath and heart
In my ears
Waves sounding
On the shore
Shake me
Drowning out
All else but the fear of your
Insistence
 
Your hands
On me
Gripping pulling
Tightly
Your face voice yelling
Into mine
Sobbing sucking air screaming no
Until I collapse
Drowning fast
Under the weight of your
Persistence
 
Fists fingers feet bucking
Stuck in sand
You never falter
In the dance
Breath and heart and legs
Pound
I am the prey [...]

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I saw you on the inside
From where I used to live
I saw you where you hide
From my perfect fit
I saw the secrets in your heart
The ones you’re loath to show
I always saw most everything
You didn’t let me know
 
I kept the faith we both did pledge
I never gave a clue
From way back then I always knew
I [...]

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“Being an intellectual creates a lot of questions and no answers. You can fill your life up with ideas and still go home lonely. All you really have that really matters are feelings. That’s what music is to me.”
–Janis Joplin

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