Archive for February, 2008
i make my own alphabet
i make my own words
i make my own language
i make my own communication
i make my own tether
i make my own bones
i make my own leather
i make my own stone
i make my own battle
i make my own shoulder
i make my own cattle
i make my own boulder
keep the love long and tight
keep the [...]
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liar bath
i’ve been an impostor. there has been no truth to me. there is much truth now. but no one has interacted with me yet. so if you’ve known me, you’ve only known the impostor. bid her a sad goodbye. i’m shy. i made up an image, a persona, a shaky one, [...]
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i am made of flour and sugar, water and urine, wax and gunpowder, grass and grain. ** i am husk and lavender. trampoline and lover. i’ll harm you.
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i don’t want to fall in love
i don’t want to fall in love. it’ll be predictable and unoriginal. everyone does it the same. no one molds it into a circus act. no one recognizes it for the freak show it is. they let it simmer, explode, die off. then they move on to the next or sink into the routine. if [...]
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can you contribute to my work
can you contribute to my work. i can love so tirelessly, i can love so exceptionally if you can contribute to my work. i’ve had no teachers. i’ve had no compliments. i’ve had no source or origin.
the physical earth dissolves. consciousness is the obsessive root. it grips at the wind and teeths at [...]
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who is determined?
who challenges fear?
what calms?
who directs?
what harmonizes?
what is masculine?
when is now?
what can people do?
where are we?
what complicates?
what memorizes?
when is the last train coming?
who tries?
what continues?
who loves?
what folds?
where does the cold come from?
what dreams?
who apologizes?
where is the start?
how does sleep work?
what is the quest?
who travels?
what beams?
where are our conversations?
what believes?
what polices?
what grows?
who performs?
where is history?
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cocoon
i smell like i’ve been wading in a monstrous jar of animal fat. i look like a cocoon. i’m so beautiful. i’m a cherished antique necklace. i haven’t done much damage. not yet. i think i’m going to do some damage some day, some day soon. when the knuckles are bruised, bloody, and itchy [...]
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syrup, toys, and androids
i want to be the most magnificent living being.
donate anything and everything to my charity.
i want to be the most amazing living being.
donate anything and everything to my charity.
i want to be the most excruciating living being.
donate anything and everything to my charity.
i want to be the most resurrected living being.
donate anything and everything [...]
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figure
“it’s not like i can give you anything you haven’t gotten before, or anything you can’t get anywhere else. it’s not like i can give you anything worth receiving either. i hate giving standing ovations, makes me feel small. why did you waste your time and stretch mine out so humiliatingly. [...]
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when i am queen
when i am queen i’m going to bite people all over their bodies. i’m going to bite all kinds of people and all kinds of bodies. plump bodies, squishy bodies, sweaty bodies, hairy bodies, heavy bodies, round bodies, narrow bodies, firm bodies, muscular bodies, flexible bodies, warm bodies, anemic bodies, atrophied bodies, old [...]
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lady lazarus by sylvia plath
I have done it again.
One year in every ten
I manage it—-
A sort of walking miracle, my skin
Bright as a Nazi lampshade,
My right foot
A paperweight,
My face a featureless, [...]
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my performance love
nothing can ever compare to the wisdom and expressiveness of this thinking machine. i miss you glorious child of non-sacrifice, sloshing around with me abrasively, you are an envelope full of elephants, i like elephants, i don’t want to marry you, don’t ask, i’m already so plagued by your squirming experimental existence. keep dancing with [...]
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branches divided
where do most people get their rewards and benefits from life? is it in people? how can that be? do people truly love each other, care about each other, find comfort in each other, feel connected to each other? is this for real? do people really like other people? is this really happening? where? when? [...]
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sweep
i want to have simple romantic moments: take my two hands, hold them up to a pair of shoulders, pause for the heat to mix, then press them flat on the skin. hold for thirty minutes.
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cholesterol: my back hurts.
diamond mine: try stretching it a little. do some of that each morning. keeps you real bendy.
cholesterol: what do you know about being bendy?
diamond mine: i studied with a yogi for twenty years.
cholesterol: ohh i see.
peach: i used to study with a yogi too. not for that long but a good [...]
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danced my ass off in modern dance class, recovered from a blistered toe that i got from last weeks class, went out in the pouring rain to buy a space heater from a guy selling it on craigslist and… found a strip of cloth in my mother’s quilting scrap bucket, looped it around a table [...]
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there’s all kinds of random papers, concert programs, movie tickets, poems, and more shoved in between its pages. and on the pages there are notes from poetry workshop, workshop exercises, sound art project proposals, and lots and lots of coherent and incoherent rambles sealed off in black squares drawn with a black pen. [...]
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For the Anniversary of My Death by W.S. Merwin
Every year without knowing it I have passed the day
When the last fires will wave to me
And the silence will set out
Tireless traveller
Like the beam of a lightless star
Then I will no longer
Find myself in life as in a strange garment
Surprised at the earth
And the love of [...]
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the flaw in human consciousness
because i spend 90 percent of my time in self-reflection i figured out something very interesting and highly plausible:
the super developed human consciousness we are all so familiar with is the newest and most complex evolutionary talent on the time lime of life on earth. Because it’s so new it must have many, many problems [...]
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sweeny todd’s white streak is so radiant, the joker’s fashion sense is impeccable, and daniel plainview has a lovely way with words.
i imagine having all three of them at the same time reenacting a scene from some movie that doesn’t exist in the most romantic wing of the insane asylum.
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song for broken bones
i’m loud!
i’m real loud!
in the cleaners, i’m loud! i’m real loud! at the cleaners in between the close rack!
i’m screaming, because i’m loud, real loud, at the cleaners!
because i’m loud! real loud at the grocery store, i’m screaming, i’m loud. looouuuud!
i’m screaming in the produce aisle, in the cereal ailse, i’m screaming,
i’m loud, real [...]
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