April 2010
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it seemed darker, like it was already becoming a...
It might have been the alcohol in his blood or the blood in his mouth but all of it seemed darker, like it was already becoming a memory he’d
be happy to forget.
He got a kick to the stomach and pissed himself. He wished this big mother fucker would kill him someday.
March 2010
32 posts
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Can we have a quiet moment with just the sound of...
Can we have a quiet moment with just the sound of our kisses. The smacks and collapsing vacuums that are muffled by passion and music or the sounds of a bed you haven’t been able to replace yet. I want to hear the mechanical sounds that are unsexy and unsettling if not put into the background. I want to be uncomfortable around you- new and uncertain. Clumsy even. We have to start over. This...
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We want to be part of your good day, not your...
We want to be part of your good day, not your everyday.
We want to be special to you. Our goal is not to improve your day, but to be something you’re perfect day couldn’t lack. That feeling of fit that you find in a favorite chair, bath, or when the wind blows just the way you want it too.
Call it zen. Call it serenity. Call it whatever you like; but call us Proper. We did it...
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Soberly burning my book of poetry I’ll never...
Soberly burning my book of poetry
I’ll never forget the smell of burning ink
The scent of erasing failures that were already hidden from the world
Why care so much about ever word and the order they go in?
And never let them see other’s eyes?
I’m vain and safe in my own world.
If other people read this I’d be in deep shit.
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She was innocent, so it was easy to lie to her.
She was innocent, so it was easy to lie to her. I put enough truth in my alibies so she’d feel guilty for checking on my outings. Her guilt made sex better between us and even better with my others.
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He made her happy, when she wasn’t fucking her...
He made her happy, when she wasn’t fucking her husband. Her husband was a giver which a girl can’t complain about, but her side piece was a taker. It would be rape if she didn’t scream yes the entire time. He didn’t tried to take her away and she wouldn’t really leave her husband. It made her a better wife. The best mates are the ones that feel guilty.
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I didn’t know you could drown in memories
I didn’t know you could drown in memories. I didn’t know they could push down on your chest and confuse you. People say this kind of thing happens fast or slows everything down; that might be true to them but it wasn’t true for me. It just made me feel hungover. Four states to the west and one to the north is nothing but steps now. My jaw shook and my eyes jumped forward wedging my...
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You say it’s not working, but it’s working for me.
It’ll be a machine of love and gears. A beautiful automation that will wake us up in the morning and carry us through out our day. I know you feel like we missed a lot of youth being together but we settled down with each other after the first kiss. Your lips still feel like home. Please don’t shut this all down or try and replace a part. This runs fine and we can make improvements...
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I took her home after happy hour
I took her home after happy hour for an awkward moment and a night in jail.
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She was his muse; every line he wrote that you...
She was his muse; every line he wrote that you loved, is a line she made better. She had hair that smelt like smoke and a past that reeked of bullshit. He got a glimpse of her and put it in everything he wrote. She broke him and left him with nothing but inspiration.
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She liked to think of him in the shower— like the...
She liked to think of him in the shower— like the one’s hitler made. It was a sick day dream but one of her favorites. He hurt her bad but even if he didn’t she’d enjoy it just as much. It was the control. She would lounge round with a slight smirk thinking if a sharp enough blade would curl skin like chocolate shavings or if you could make a hardened man die from regret. If the fear...
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I’ve never taken it upon myself to try and find...
I’ve never taken it upon myself to try and find the truth in anything but lies. Finding truth in truth is like finding blurred vision at the bottom of a bottle, it doesn’t make anything clearer, it just makes you feel that way. Lie are real. Lies are universal, historical and we’re still making them our future now and soon they’ll be our past. Soon after that everything will be rewritten and...
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Sometime later, more than days less than weeks
Sometime later, more than days less than weeks he found out his heart was wrong. He’d keep taking the same steps as if he never learned of the information. Everyone does this and we always will.
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too calm to be so torn
Her heart is too calm to be so torn by her head, a question on her finger and a kiss on the neck from another man. She’ll bury her cold feet in his bed and not be bothered by the ring on her hand. She said yes and will say she does in a red dress and a necklace from the man she loves more. Don’t think less of her when there is so much too her.
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hitting your eardrum with every heartbeat
The room is too big and too full. You become an echo chamber. The pound of the pulmonary hitting your eardrum with every heartbeat setting the pace for your diaphragm. Trying to breathe out slows causes your breath to stutter and men don’t cry. Keep calm and carry on. Get out of here. You have to go. Something came up. What? A series of improvised lies. They’re all mind readers and...
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He is a virgin by choice, the choice just isn’t...
He is a virgin by choice, the choice just isn’t his. His name is Austin and he caused his parent’s divorce by being awkward. They didn’t know what to do with him just like he doesn’t know what to do with girls. He treats them like pad locks and if the only combination he knows doesn’t work they’re a bitch, cunt, or worse. Austin hated his friends and hated every smile...
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She wore clothes I wanted to fuck her in
She wore clothes I wanted to fuck her in. The only thing left to the imagination was how hard she’d really would want it and how loud she could be. She wore all the other answers on her. Her nails were long enough to break the skin but not long enough to break off; so she liked a little pain. She loved her ass; so every thing she wore hugged it. She never got the chest she wanted but knew...
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He drank until he couldn’t throw up enough
He drank until he couldn’t throw up enough. No one noticed but when he was found no on was surprised. He was missed only because people try to remember the good of the dead.
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The last time she touched a naked man, she still...
She wished she could blame her sister more. It was her kids that did it. Kids that should have been taken away years ago. She stood by and watch Alexis abuse her children, threaten them, yell louder than any man could just inches away from their faces. She drank more than she did drugs but she always did drugs when she drank. It was the fourth of July and Kimberly was drinking more than she should...
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The emotions fill my mouth and leave it unusable
The emotions fill my mouth and leave it unusable. My jaw doesn’t know what to do. My body takes steps without my feet. I exhale with every one of her beautiful syllables and can only take a breath when she stops. She thinks I’m a spaz and I have to stop biting my lip, she knows what that means. Why couldn’t I just like boys?
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He wore all black some people hated him for it,...
He wore all black some people hated him for it, others loved him for it. His mother hated herself for it. She thought it was just a phase a lie she told her self for almost six years. She degraded everything he did to an act of attention seeking. Even the calls for help. They couldn’t have a talk without a yell. Part of her hated him for making her look bad. Why couldn’t he just be...
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I looked at her and knew that she looked better...
I looked at her and knew
That she looked better than you
I asked for a Ménage à trois
You told me to play with my bois
My balls were left quite blue
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We never tried but we should have.
You lived in my head as much as you did in your own. We never got in each other’s way. Being in sync made us believe in magic. Sometimes I catch you in my head and I hope it’s real and I hope it makes you smile.
It might have worked out. We blamed immaturity but we were still growing up together. There was distance and a few hearts to break, but we wanted to do this.
We were afraid...
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Everyone blinked at once except for those being...
Everyone blinked at once except for those being brought into his kingdom. To the others they disappeared and the world was in chaos. There was confusion. Almost all Monks, munis, and bhikkhus were gone. Some billionaires and a good amount of atheists were taken. Few politicians and no televangelist saw the glory of god. There was debate about it. Philosophy became the soul of the people and...
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it's easy to smile when you're the answer to...
I hear it’s easy to smile when you’re the answer to everyone’s problems. I wouldn’t know much about that. See, I tend to be the cause of other people’s troubles. I’ve been in bar fights, taken joy rides, and screwed every mother, sister, girlfriend, best friend, cousin wife and daughter in this town. If it has two legs, tits and been in this town for more than...
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He stole her heart like teenagers steal wristbands...
He stole her heart like teenagers steal wristbands from Hot Topic. He liked the way she looked and thought she’d look better on him. She kissed him because it felt natural. He touched her because true love never waits. She wore the shame on her mother’s face and he put her purity ring with the others.
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Little drops of rain ripple in the seas of greater...
Little drops of rain ripple in the seas of greater problems.
Raising the boat of man closer to the gods.
Making a short trip for the ghosts looking for their allegiances.
Damned to the salt or damned to the water?
Both are the sea and both are tears.
The bright lights are not gods, just money burning through the skies, in the battles of man.
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No one really writes any more either its too bland...
No one really writes any more either its too bland from fear of mockery or too wordy to show off their intellectual dick size. At least thats what I thought going through years of creative writing classes. I still hate anyone who shows of things half-assed or toiled over and try to nullify critiques by saying, “I wrote it in like ten minutes”.
“I really like this, I can see you...
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I love every part of you that takes a bit of me
I love every part of you that takes a bit of me. Feeling your flesh stretch over my tip, down to the heel, slamming against the bolster. My tools are a part of me. This knife is me and I’m your last lover. We don’t even know each other’s names. I’ll know yours tomorrow. You’ll be famous in the papers. You look so different. Why did I pick you? They won’t even...
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I will murder you like your mom should have months...
“I will murder you like your mom should have months before you were born”
She paused not because she was offended by this insult or threat or whatever this man was failing at doing. She paused because her first thought was to debate the man about whether or not abortion was murder. This would have just made his face redder something she’d prefer to do with her hands.
English...
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I put my lips on the bottle until it felt like the...
I put my lips on the bottle until it felt like the last time I kissed you, sloppy, cold, and purely hedonistic. Why do we do this? We know where to touch and how long to let the body beg for it. There’s no love in it. We can stop ourselves or each other. We don’t cuddle, we collapse. You go to clean up, come back dressed and go back to him smelling like my bed.
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For sale: Purity ring. Tequila shots.