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…..me? stupid?? | tarnation and eudemonia
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Straightforward poems for straightforward people. When I first slept with you. I mistook you for god. But then I thought “wait a minute –. You can’t be god. You exist.”. That made me feel monumentally stupid. But I consoled myself by thinking. Plenty of folks have mistaken. Far worse things for god. In fact, it occurred to me that not only. Was I not that stupid, but in fact. I probably wasn’t even the stupidest. Guy you’d ever slept with. Because, face it. If that last guy was so goldarned clever. 06/08...
honeybun | tarnation and eudemonia
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Straightforward poems for straightforward people. From the Marriott Hotel. Who brings me out. When it hurts my heart. To see the sun,. Neck ties and pantyhose. And that toothbrush we shared. You’re the web that. My fate has spun. The Ocean. The hills. The desert. The night. A handful of stones. A sackful of rain. You’re the calendar my days. Will ever be drawn by. At the end,. When that day is done. This entry was published on 09/08/2014 at 5:23 pm. It’s filed under klf sort of. 09/08/2014 at 5:26 pm.
Straightforward Poems for Straightforward People | tarnation and eudemonia
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Straightforward poems for straightforward people. Straightforward Poems for Straightforward People. 6/30 Here’s a little molly dodger. 6/8 As I said, I have been ill, overworked, uninspired and in love recently, so I haven’t done much writing. I am glad to say I am over three of these conditions and the work situation should be clearing up soon. So, a new poem – voila! Something new. And original. And better than the usual bunk. Here! 9/14 – a repost. hitler lives on walnut street. Ass kickage will ensue.
anomie and madelines in the maryland exurbs | tarnation and eudemonia
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Straightforward poems for straightforward people. Anomie and madelines in the maryland exurbs. 2 we were so punk rock. 1 we were never. Punk rock. I cannot stress this enough. Never. 3 oh yeah. Sure. Well, by the standards of. 2 not 99 and a half, not 99.9. 100%. We were. You’re kidding yourselves. We were kidding ourselves then and you’re still doing it now! 4 who says that? 3 we were bored. We lived in a Podunk, a void – a nowhere. I do not bloody think so! 4 well, we had to do something. 1 I think not.
i’m thinking | tarnation and eudemonia
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Straightforward poems for straightforward people. I’m thinking about. Not your smile, or your soul. I’m thinking about. To the flesh, and the flesh. And the tautness released. I can talk to you. And you can talk to me. And i can trust in you. But that does not mean. That i will not dream. Of your pale,. I’m thinking about. What will be discovered. Not in the spring, nor the fall. But as the moonlight. If y'all like this, why not share it? Share on Facebook (Opens in new window). 09/20/2013 at 2:47 pm.
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H E Double Hockey Sticks
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H E Double Hockey Sticks. Hell is other people. I'm other people. Tangy poetry from Shona! Shimmers on the lips. Burrs the back of the throat. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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H E Double Hockey Sticks
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H E Double Hockey Sticks. Hell is other people. I'm other people. Take a walk on the wildside. Coming Soon, My Blog! My world of forbidden joy. Off the high street. In the alley,. Torn stockings, bloodied hands. My world wher I gasp. At the power inside me. Straining to split me. No one even suspects. My life in the luring shadows. My world where I am bound,. My world where I am free from choice,. My world where I surrender. Where the pain is sweet, sweet the. To get close to the dark flame. Following dr...
conflict | michaelmcguirt
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May 9, 2015. Of who i am. Finding myself in this version of me.mm View all posts by michael mcguirt. This entry was posted on Saturday, May 9th, 2015 at 8:56 am and tagged with conflict. And posted in micro poetry. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Follow Blog via Email.
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Author Archives: michael mcguirt. Finding myself in this version of me.mm. April 25, 2016. The night bled spirits. Into my open wound. A creature of darkness. Posted in micro poetry. April 13, 2016. Leaving only the breath of frost. Posted in micro poetry. March 13, 2016. The haze of ether,. Us, years ago. Or a lifetime, maybe two,. They all run together. Posted in higher plane. February 3, 2016. Praying for a wave. Posted in higher plane. January 17, 2016. Posted in higher plane. December 29, 2015.
dreamer ghost | michaelmcguirt
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September 29, 2014. Cried for 10 years,. Prayed for 10 years,. Exhausting mortal allotment of tears. Reverently letting go,. Ephemeral hand of lost searching. Destined to be a holy man. Upon quivering cliffs,. Scolded by the laughter. Of river om,. Peeling a snakeskin of smudge,. Revealing nothing, save the storm. Gales of scarlet turbulence,. Stupid will, drowning. In torrential zen,. And deep within dark sheets. Just beyond mortal infection,. Yet close like lingering perfume,. And posted in higher plane.
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Pyrotechnie domestiques | Boom! Flash! Bang! Pretty! | Page 2
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Oh oh yes. touch me there. And you, there. You post a new poem every hour and seven minutes. Again, again, again, again. You must have SO much soul. Take your time. There’s no else I’m planning on inviting. The question hangs over me. He pleads with his eyes. The lights are dim, the crowd is drifting. Not tonight, I don’t think. I sit on the ledge legs downward through the sky, waiting to fall. Will you push me or catch me? Nothing in this world is eternally certain. No path leads truly to the end. A gar...
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Prissy | Pyrotechnie domestiques
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This entry was posted on September 20, 2013, in Uncategorized. I need to sleep. So let yourself out. Just clean up your mess. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out.
Summer, Nostalgia, and my Ongoing Rivalry with Avril Lavigne | J-Bo.net
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Life at 30: The Unadulterated Truth. Summer, Nostalgia, and my Ongoing Rivalry with Avril Lavigne. August 10, 2013. March 21, 2016. I have a very conflicted relationship with being an adult. Some days, I am proud to have my own money and health insurance and live-in lover. Other days, I’m driving home from work and Avril Lavigne’s Here’s to Never Growing up comes on the radio, and it takes everything I have to not pound on my steering wheel in a jealous rage, shouting WTF, AVRIL? You know what was way.
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As escolhas do Beijokense
As escolhas do Beijokense. Neurónios dos jornalistas giram cada vez mais devagar. Poderia a redação do Público explicar-nos como é possível um título destes? Próximo Domingo acaba um segundo mais cedo porque a Terra gira mais devagar. Como é óbvio, se a Terra gira mais devagar, as correcções de tempo traduzem-se em dias que acabam segundos mais tarde e não mais cedo! PS Esperando que o jornal corrija o disparate, aqui fica a transcrição da notícia actual para memória futura:. Este tipo de acerto, com a i...
Cassandra Tesch on the Global Road
Cassandra Tesch on the Global Road. Sunday, March 7, 2010. So I've movied my Blog to WordPress. Please check me out at. Http:/ cassandratesch.wordpress.com/. Posted by Cassandra Tesch. Tuesday, February 23, 2010. The Department of Spanish and Portuguese’s Motus Sodalis Presents:. Urgency and Alter-mundialization in Mozambican Cinema. A Presentation by Cassandra Tesch. Friday, March 5th, 2010. Rolfe Hall 4302 – Nourishments provided ☺. Posted by Cassandra Tesch. Monday, February 15, 2010. Je, unaitwa nani?
Nathália- Beijo Luminoso
Passeio de escuna - Socorrooooo! Olá luminosos e luminosas! Eu sempre tive a vontade de passear de barco/escuna e etc. Eu não tinha medo, e quando me mudei para Rio das Ostras a primeira oportunidade que tive de fazer o passeio eu fiz, a mamys estava aqui em casa e ficou empolgada demais quando passamos pela orla e tinha uma menina oferecendo o passeio por R$20,00 pela empresa Ostramax, o serviço inclui o passeio por 11 praias com paradas em 2 ilhas para mergulho, água e refrigerante á bordo. Partiu mora...
tarnation and eudemonia | straightforward poems for straightforward people
Straightforward poems for straightforward people. Straightforward Poems for Straightforward People. 6/30 Here’s a little molly dodger 6/8 As I said, I have been ill, overworked, uninspired and in love recently, so I haven’t done much writing. I am…. A poem about the artmore hotel. I’m sitting in a room in the Artmore Hotel. The room never lost that dead flower smell the plumbing thumps and shudders like doomsday’s own bell the water’s ten dollars…. I could never love a woman who does not write poems.
Beijo Me Liga
Segunda-feira, 23 de agosto de 2010. And I don't know where I've been ♪♪. Errr Eu estou morrendo de vergonha de ter que vir aqui, mas minhas amigas são umas safadas, então eu que tive que vir dar as caras né, HAHA. Não sei nem como começar a escrever esse post. É mais um post para esclarecer as coisas, se bem que eu acho que ninguém mais entra aqui. Mas depois de um mês, justificativas seriam justas certo? Como eu e a Lu fazemos no MSN, meu Deus, já comecei a falar merda, vou calar a boca de verdade agor...
Liberte-se
Meu nome é Gabriela , tenho 17 anos, sou apaixonada por esmaltes e por incentivo da minha mãe decidi fazer este blog pra falar tudo o que eu sei, e mostrar os esmaltes e o que der na telha! Segunda-feira, agosto 16, 2010. Pois é, eu sei eu sei . Não ta parecendo verde quanto mais o santo luxo da impala! Mais acreditem esta verde sim! É que eu sempre tiro foto do meu celular e por isso as fotos saiem meia ruinzinhas mesmo. Foi bem facil de passar e de secar. Segunda-feira, agosto 16, 2010. La na Sumirê ti...
Beijo me visita | Estamos lá, no cotidiano diário de todos os dias, em meio a repetições recorrentes. Mas, aos poucos, as relações mudam. E de repente coisas inesperadas surgem. Bejo me esquece.
Julho 27, 2007 at 1:28 pm ( Uncategorized. Tudo seguia seu curso no reino dos céus. A temperatura era amena nos meados de agosto. Nossa Senhora, com toda a sua ternura, decidiu visitar seu Filho durante o expediente. O propósito era discuti. Obre o meu futuro. Filho, você tem um tempinho pra. Sim, minha mãe. Diga. É o seguinte, tem um menino nosso lá embaixo que está me deixando preocupada. Olha pra vida do pobrezinho. Tão parada, sem estímulos, sozinha…. Hmmm… mas e daí? Do tudo de mão beijada. Está bem...
