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The Buildings' March The skyline is wide awake now, as he was at four and two and oh, he never does sleep. Strung out on eight balls of the unceasing he blinks windows lit and dark, sucks elevators through their vertical tunnels, and carries at least one man at all times on mechanical pathways. Business is relentless, buildings are insomniacs. Dozens of phallic giants of industry valiantly march against the turn of the earth on her gold-plated axis at her exact speed, always moving yet forever in the same place, giving even the postman a run for his money; walking on despite weather’s best and worst.The Buildings' March
by ~NakedPoesy
Something Amazing.I satisfied a particular part of myself today Doing something I rarely do and it was absolutely Something to write home about. On doing so, the envelope should boomerang backSomething Amazing.
Chuckling ‘return to sender’ in bold red letters. I’ll just save the thirty seven now.
I have better cents than that. It’d be a waste of time. It’s that same part of me deriving accomplishment From finishing a cigarette or mashing a zit right off the edifice of my forehead. I suppose that’s not too ladylike then, I can justify it though, For today something amazing was going on, and I rushed
by ~NakedPoesy
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A gas heater, cigarette To warm and fuel, And coffee that serves both purposes;
Redundancy in comfort items, as
Outside they are tearing up the sidewalks; Bulldozers and barking dogs And my only concern Is that they will wake her up From curled limbo.
Sunshine parallelograms Through windows at angles That the animals bask in, following The morning’s move across the floor,
While hers drifts and mine digests And all is a syrup bloodstream,
An almost visible tributary Into a saccharine gulf of day
by `nonculture
seasons and spellingsit is summer now. where the girls lay on the grass hoping for gold but sometimes i think all they get isseasons and spellings
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but do you not remember the spring? you
spr
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a leak my dear. but lets forget because trust me. we can wallop now and enjoy the
ris k
as soon the fall will come and you know the splenders of anorexia and
crystal
but i think we will
by ~chasingxaimee
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- Current Residence: texas texas, baby.
- Favourite movie: The Event. Tape.
- Favourite band or musician: Velvet. Belle and Sebastian. Catpower. The list does just go.
- Favourite poet or writer: Probably Ginsberg, perhaps Dunn
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- Personal Quote: I am having a lover's affair with this world.
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The letter W is the only letter in the alphabet that doesn't have 1 syllable... it has three.
Samuel Clemens aka Mark Twain smoked forty cigars a day for the last years of his life.
He was born on a day in 1835 when Haley's Comet came into veiw. When he died in 1910, Haley's Comet came into view again.
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