January 2009

Taste the Blood

by BillyPilgrim January 25, 2009

Shattering bodacious blows from the hard edged earth. Stagnating realms of forgiveness from perpetual disenchantment. Tampered tempered dreams from the dismembered past. They’ll etch a man out of you, if you let ‘em. They’ll scrape away at the bone, if you allow it. They will devour everything; They will crush you beneath the weight of [...]

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good luck

by nonstop January 22, 2009

long after your laughter puts my doubt to rest,  i’ll miss you. such bliss to never know sucess. a throbing that’s robbing you of chance and change. the wanting so haunting some where out of range. we both see there’s only one thing left undone. get to it. let’s do it, cuz it sounds like [...]

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recurring failure

by Geollyfish January 21, 2009

Running through landscapes that have never existed, occaisionally hiding in a place I vaguely remember A parking structure in Phoenix or the pile of broken desks and chairs behind my high school gym Lights turn on, shots go off, and it’s back to running I work my way into the middle of a crowd to [...]

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by MortRainey January 20, 2009

Decay; however, vague memories of the nights when I couldn’t even get it.up.there i find myself looking down, thinking: Love; in case time comes to an end–you’ve got someone to hold on to.you.are what I’m looking for in you: Perfect; never, ever, never, ever. Nothing is that way. We’ve got to fight to stay alight.  [...]

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Tear a bull.

by besatree January 19, 2009

Bright morning in a box. Clouds compose an overhang that cannot be outrun. If only, one could ascend. Snowfall is pure until it soaks into the floor it occupies. Dirt is always the foundation. Always. Try to stay grounded. No more middle, it’s all extremes. Must be militant about the apathy felt. Wishing the booklet [...]

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Bipolar Move Swings

by BlueCadet3 January 19, 2009

I am a pendulum. I swing gently and steadily between my polar states. I am at max speed when I’m gliding through the middle grounds. I keep it clean. I wash off my rust with water. I don’t understand why the rust keeps coming back. But I just wash it and glide on. I mustn’t [...]

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Old Fashioned For Love

by JackSighcon January 15, 2009

You’re saying its a vacation. This is my observation. Uneasiness is the catfish swimming around in your latrine. Why we have to bobcat each other like a couple of feral kittens trying on slacks.You ask for an itemization of the contents of the collective time capsule, and I’m given a grease pencil.  So I developed [...]

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by JNKWHPY January 9, 2009

It’s late and it’s early. I’ve wanted to do this forever and I’ve never done this…but I’ve done this. I can’t remember the first time, though I am definitely recreating in my head vague visions of some wonderfully young summer night not long ago at Kevin’s; I know it was Kevin who turned me to [...]

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a subtle tone

by MortRainey January 2, 2009

at the end(!) of it all we all we all(!) will be all alone alone alone(!) with pain in our hearts from the rhythms broken;

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To the sound of light and trumpets, only cowards listen intently

by zero/of/the/day January 2, 2009

If I can be honest, it’s the sounds what get me most of all.  The pretty sounds, the awkward sounds, the sounds that jump and tell me this is something I should listen to.  Every one of Them has just a different version of the same set, but then sometimes a new sound emanates and [...]

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FIRSTCLAST

by JackDeadmen January 1, 2009

Road East Road West A desolate wilderness, stretched in all directions, surrounds my raised thumb which points straight up, neither left nor right Me not remembering how we got here Not knowing if the trip heads West or left from there As though I’d been dropped from the sky—or just awoken No life in sight [...]

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