Fred "Hullo," he would say as he clambered into the van. And I, in the back seat on the right, would answer, greeting him, knowing that he was wondering who these people were. Daughter, grandchildren, wife: strangers talking distractedly, trying to avoid the painful awkwardness that came after his interjections. I remember milking sympathy when we chose to pull the plug. I remember insisting that I must have been strong to ignore anything but the music I remember the same, even when the music was for him. I remeFred
The Bray CupWhile the chaos churns and grows, my stone-faced disposition begins to show its cracks. The jaw bites down a little tighter, with the slightest bulging at the temples. I regret looking you in the eye as I am flooded by indifference and guilt. Indifference and pity. Indifference and regret. So where, then, is love? As we lay in lovers' bed, wrapped in each other's skin; we define the love we had. You moved from infatuation through to deep erin. I rode with you alongside, yet somehow by a different path. Until, as suddenly as it began, I untaught myself to care. So today I will stop time. Everything on hold to give you the piece ofThe Bray Cup
FormalityWhile I choked on your love We continued the dance. I touched your face, your soft lips beside my fingertips Becoming an obsession. I haunt my every other thought with you. As I see your smile, In every world except the one I knew... Did I rape you? Flittlers and butterflies, like a decade ago, With us both spoken for, spoken of, spoken from. And you likely kept your promise Better than I thought I could. No one else remembers their time that night with me, Is it better that you don't? Like a dream, like a dream.Formality
Could I make you
vs. GodMyself and God That's all there is. Til I, I tried, I spoke to God. I stoped believing when he Lied to My Face He gave me your face when I asked him to show me: Mirror, mirror in my prayer Who'll be my lover, ever fair? Then I fought God, I screamed my prayer "No No No" until they broke the silence. Your kiss. Sublime. Is his kiss. Not mine. So No, God, I said No. &vs. God
2003
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it almost has a unique shape to some that add to the identities
great job!
Poets just a title any1 can have...
and the "vs. God" poem alone proves you've achieved ur goal a week or two ago.
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The more I venture in the art world, the more I wish I just stayed home scribbling with crayons on used paper lunch bags
Randon for
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If you mean academically, I'm trying to do a double major in Psychology and Biology. I still have some work to do on the biology side, as I am lacking in my chemistry department!
Anyway, it was awesome running into you yesterday! You'll have to come see me sometime or add me to your MSN if you ever go on. I'll probably see you on here more than in person though! I'm rather reclusive... haha. We've got lots of stuff to talk about.
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I am not what I seem
The ones I love are the ones who are the least normal and are closer to being the most abnormal
Photo account:~QueenOfTheGypsies
Thanks for the +watch!
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You can get more of what you want with a kind word and a gun, than you can with just a kind word.
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