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THE PIRATES WHO DO NOTHING
I eb and flow
I'm to and fro.
I make stops here and there
But exact positions are unknown.
Northern wind absent
Or perhaps I sit teary eye'd
Staring into irons
Waiting for a change in the wind
To move me.
Mental image dawns:
A bloodied rutter arm
Scares me back
To the crow's nest.
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Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
My mom wouldn't let me rent it.
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THAT SHIT WAS TOO HARD
Dr. Duodenum moans,
"Jim you bastard!
Do the job you were meant for!"
E.J. paces
And walks away,
Tired of snotty heroism
And misunderstood hi jinx.
A tired clown goes home
Back to being
Tired Jim.
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THAT SHIT WAS TOO HARD
Dr. Duodenum moans,
"Jim you bastard!
Do the job you were meant for!"
E.J. paces
And walks away,
Tired of snotty heroism
And misunderstood hi jinx.
A tired clown goes home
Back to being
Tired Jim.
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Saturday, August 7, 2010
Back and again.
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TRAITOROUS
Inside me
Is a bottle
Of her majesty.
A portable bastion of righteousness.
A star in my heart
Not unlike,
"The one who lives at the top of the stair's" trespasser.
Temple of doom
Ritual commences.
Nothing is found,
No heart,
No star.
They are deeper yet,
Un-reachable.
Sunken to my feet.
My heart.
My star.
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TRAITOROUS
Inside me
Is a bottle
Of her majesty.
A portable bastion of righteousness.
A star in my heart
Not unlike,
"The one who lives at the top of the stair's" trespasser.
Temple of doom
Ritual commences.
Nothing is found,
No heart,
No star.
They are deeper yet,
Un-reachable.
Sunken to my feet.
My heart.
My star.
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Friday, August 6, 2010
I just wanna leave it.
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JITTERS
Uninspired measurements pile up
With no end in sight.
My lemming belief system
Brought me here.
Experience has taught me
And I am too good a student.
Leaving life for others
While failure and chance hang around
My neck.
Unrealized key,
That which cannot be lost
Still cannot shake me from my slumber.
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JITTERS
Uninspired measurements pile up
With no end in sight.
My lemming belief system
Brought me here.
Experience has taught me
And I am too good a student.
Leaving life for others
While failure and chance hang around
My neck.
Unrealized key,
That which cannot be lost
Still cannot shake me from my slumber.
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Thursday, August 5, 2010
This isn't about Jessica Biel or was she in that other movie about magicians?
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THE PRESTIGE
My love for you is stronger than any magic.
Moving constellations in my universe.
Sharing starry nights,
Cities apart.
Every morning a sunset delivered,
Coffee made and breakfast consumed.
What's a few hours difference?
They are still our moments,
But only when we want them.
Tenderness brought to light
Proving ownership.
We are.
We are what happens when love appears.
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THE PRESTIGE
My love for you is stronger than any magic.
Moving constellations in my universe.
Sharing starry nights,
Cities apart.
Every morning a sunset delivered,
Coffee made and breakfast consumed.
What's a few hours difference?
They are still our moments,
But only when we want them.
Tenderness brought to light
Proving ownership.
We are.
We are what happens when love appears.
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Wednesday, August 4, 2010
What is it good for?
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REGULATED
Love is plague
And miracle;
Murderous rage maker
And beautiful life maker.
The O.G.
The first "Great One".
Manwe's older brother, left from the texts,
Named "Catch 22".
An opportunity
And a congruous compromise.
Give and take.
Forget math,
Lest you live in a zero sum
Game.
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REGULATED
Love is plague
And miracle;
Murderous rage maker
And beautiful life maker.
The O.G.
The first "Great One".
Manwe's older brother, left from the texts,
Named "Catch 22".
An opportunity
And a congruous compromise.
Give and take.
Forget math,
Lest you live in a zero sum
Game.
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Tuesday, August 3, 2010
School is like this.
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DO I WANNA GO BACK?
My shoes are too tight
And my shirt is bunching.
My pockets are full of change
And candy wrappers;
An Amalgam
Of the nearly useless
Experiences today.
Thirst dawns
And useless becomes "Soda pop" primer
Slowly converting to a pocket full
Of stress experiences.
Fingers struggle to understand
"Feelings"
And intuition goes blind.
Today was a resume' builder,
I hope I get the job.
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DO I WANNA GO BACK?
My shoes are too tight
And my shirt is bunching.
My pockets are full of change
And candy wrappers;
An Amalgam
Of the nearly useless
Experiences today.
Thirst dawns
And useless becomes "Soda pop" primer
Slowly converting to a pocket full
Of stress experiences.
Fingers struggle to understand
"Feelings"
And intuition goes blind.
Today was a resume' builder,
I hope I get the job.
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