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FloorplansFloorplans 090722Floorplans
In the blueprints of my future life-- pale lead floorplans of cool mud bricks hammocks floating in the basement of low slung octogons--
I always draw a room for you thick earth walls and a heavy, old timey door swinging slow on creaking wooden hinges.
There's plenty of counter space in my kitchen broken plate mosaics and deep drawers room enough for all your $1200 knives still hiding in a closet somewhere of the North side of Chicago.
I've drawn you down a hall hung with spider plants and t
by ~OneMoreFreek
The Gaps That Got Me HereThe Gaps That Got Me Here 090124The Gaps That Got Me Here
Smalls flocking knee-high gap-grinned, sleepy eyed,
and it was the gaps that led me here.
My coffee stained early morning mind thinks: can't be too hard just watching some kids just writing a poem about children--fresh faced, unknowing rubbing in the gaps between their sticky snack covered hands and me at 4, mouth stuffed with crayons.
A child marked, a life ticked by church basements theater storage bins.
And like the spaces in a Family Circus line, the gaps led me here lead
by ~OneMoreFreek
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Wile all I want to do is punch them in the face.
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Valentine's Day by Azuirethere's a dull silence in the hallway as you walk further and further astray choose a day from days gone by, if you would care to relive the moments--stealing food and patience but you still smell like orchids and fire.Valentine's Day by Azuire
but there's hollow spaces where the stars should be-- and the movie theatre is quieter than ordinary there's a new door we haven't danced through yet and we missed another great sunset.
your voice plays more often than the top 20 [but never can my mind wander towards you] I'll just brood over a bitter parting until not when or where I c
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- Favourite band or musician: Always with the hard questions, aren't you?
- Favourite genre of music: Rap, noise, indie, trippy shit.
- Favourite artist: Witkin an' Kahlo. An' Dali and this chick I knew once.
- Favourite poet or writer: As of late, Wheel.
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cause i like when you smile
and i like when you frown
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