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Post by amycando on Apr 13, 2007 16:51:46 GMT -6
fake, identity, locusts, frogs, crevice
Sometimes I wish my life were simple like that of the locust devouring
or the frog catching flies with that long tongue
but then I think better of it; how predictable and short their lives are,
and how at the mercy of time or predators they are,
no factors of mind to come into creative denial
of the inevitable.
There's no escaping my identity though,
and trying to be fake feels like hanging ass-end out of a crevice
on the side of a cliff
overlooking pointy rocks.
There is one thing in all this I really do wish though!
. . . I wish I had that frog's long tongue.
foamy, unsatisfied, crush(ed), external, motivations
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Post by anirbas on Apr 13, 2007 23:18:20 GMT -6
*roflmao...oh, my stars, AC...ya shouldna done that to me...that last visualistic line...
left the visual of Amy but not Amy, in a flashvision on the cinematic screen behind my forehead...You, in Gene Simmons full stage regalia with your frog's long tongue lolling to your knees...Please...please...that was to funny...stop that...not...
i like laughing better than playing games or doing laundry anyday of the week...i don't know if i can frame a poem with the words you left...i'm still roflmao...good to see you hanging out on the corner with us by the way, stranger! Nir.*
~*~
I am internally foamy with this Orange Crush...
Bubbles, with dreams of external motivations,
unsatisfied in the nether regions of my tummy...
Flowfloat up the inner column of my throat...
And erupt from me not with a delicate feminine phht! pop!
But, with a mighty growling burp a man would be proud to own...
[LOL...total fantasy...as I can't stand the taste of Orange Crush...*t-he*]
lamp*painting*table*couch*jump
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Post by amycando on Apr 18, 2007 19:24:58 GMT -6
lamp*painting*table*couch*jump
The lamp's soft glow seems to bring
life to the painting that hangs on the wall above the table
I half expect one of the characters to reach
for a nibble of the sumptuous feast
beautifully laid out there.
later, after we have dined to our hearts content
we climb onto the cozy couch and cuddle
after my heart jumps and skips a beat,
at the first touch of your hand.
advance, ablaze, shrill, withdraw, quiver
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Post by anirbas on Apr 18, 2007 20:31:25 GMT -6
I am ablaze with the need to advance
beyond this shrill life of brittleness,
I crave to withdraw from...
I quiver, an arrow
on the verge
of transcending
the very heavens...
~*~
packages*magazines*shoes*compass*bloom
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Post by anirbas on Apr 25, 2007 8:03:59 GMT -6
packages*magazines*shoes*compass*bloom in packages wrapped in the pretty paper of illusions, dreams bloom like the popcorn filler in an otherwise empty box...in magazines, high heeled shoes bloom as though made for adventuring, exploring... these shoes are your compass to guide your walk through the world...when the truth is, high heeled shoes aren't made for adventuring or walking... they are made to get f*cked in... and not much else... LOL...or not...  ~*~ threads*yarns*tales*stories*scripts |
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Post by amycando on Apr 28, 2007 20:47:21 GMT -6
threads*yarns*tales*stories*scripts
Feelings
fine and numerous
and easy to get tangled in like threads
they can have us following scripts pre-ordained
to invoke reactions that will produce for us pleasure.
Many a storyteller has begun their spinning of yarns
to express what their heart yearns to,
telling tales with morals about how to treat the feelings of others,
or stories that explain how to be true to our own.
slow, sway, compete, reality, vision
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Post by Juan Castrocafe on Apr 28, 2007 23:07:22 GMT -6
slow, sway, compete, reality, vision
slow my heart,
my vision cannot compete
with the reality
of what is before
has me captured
in its sway,
like a lost boy in the forest
who grew up
outside of Never Never Land
fear, verisimilitude, tumultuous, nubile, granite
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Post by anirbas on May 5, 2007 22:53:47 GMT -6
fear, verisimilitude, tumultuous, nubile, granite
nubile verisimilitude
can lead one in a tumultuous
dance of disenchantment
and disgrace...however,
fear of disenchantment
can lead one's spirit
to harden to granite...
so, I do not know
which is better...
to appear a fool?
or hard as stone?
redound*expediant*imperative*courage*husky
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Post by amycando on May 8, 2007 19:26:18 GMT -6
redound*expedient*imperative*courage*husky
I suppose all my praying for a special someone in my life
could suddenly redound on me in a way
that brings to mind the old adage: "be careful what you wish for"
if suddenly more than one special someone
was making an imperative for an expedient affirmative from me
and I'd find myself sitting alone anxiously
biting my nails
with the voices of several women replaying in my head
saying what amounts to come hither
in a husky voice full of sexual innuendo
would I then have the courage
and the sensitive savvy to handle the situation
in a way that is not dishonest
but that also does not offend and send
them away in a huff.
swollen, embraced, beyond, propel, reserved
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Post by anirbas on May 9, 2007 19:58:07 GMT -6
swollen, embraced, beyond, propel, reserved
~*~
I am not reserved
in my zeal to propel
myself across and beyond
the tumultuously swollen river
of nothingness surrounding,
engulfing, drowning
my spirit of it's
very ability
to hope...
Embraced
I have been
in the steel arms
of silently, grieving numbness...
No more...No more...No more...No more...
I have been ingested by the river...
Now, I am the river and I'm stealthily,
steadily rising in the darkness,
quiet, quietly slipping up and out
of my known boundaries
heading for the far
shore to "broaden
my territories
and expand
my horizons",
as goes
the biblical
colliquism...
~*~
burning*hankering*yearning*reaching*seeking
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Post by amycando on May 10, 2007 19:32:29 GMT -6
burning*hankering*yearning*reaching*seeking
SWF
Seeking SWF soul-mate
with a burning, yearning, hankering
I hope to find her before reaching the big 50
so that gives me 3 years.
brain, heartbeat, silence, wanes, ancient
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Post by anirbas on May 12, 2007 22:55:16 GMT -6
brain, heartbeat, silence, wanes, ancient
~*~
in the ancient silence
of this brain waxes
and wanes the refrain...
i can't do this anymore...
i can't do this anymore...
i can't do this anymore...
and so, "come hell or high
water", to coin a phrase,
I shan't do this...anymore...
as, I...can't...do...this...any...more....
~*~
reclamation*salvage*recover*reconstitute*restore
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Post by amycando on May 13, 2007 13:34:12 GMT -6
reclamation*salvage*recover*reconstitute*restore
Slowly, I recover my brain
and I reconstitute my claim
to some semblance of sanity
But I alone could never restore
nay, not even salvage
what wasn't wrecked by the drink
I don't think.
Higher Power than me pulled me back from the brink,
and now as I tread closer to three years away
from the destroyer,
I feel profoundly grateful,
and not the least bit resentful or hateful. . .
for what I don't have anymore.
intricate, insanity, gold, breathe, twisted
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Post by amycando on May 18, 2007 20:05:48 GMT -6
intricate, insanity, gold, breathe, twisted
The intricate insanity of this twisted
world of the makings of humanity
is making it hard to breathe. . .
literally, without taking in something
careening toward death
and now dragging you toward it too by the lungs.
We call things like gold precious
but air and water and earth. . .
we are like children abusing a toy
and ignoring the warnings of mother nature
that it will be taken away if we do not stop.
without, honey, suburban, nightmare, chase
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Post by amycando on May 26, 2007 15:27:01 GMT -6
without, honey, suburban, nightmare, chase
My heart keeps chasing the elusive love I seek
because without you honey,
I'm living a suburban nightmare
differentiate, blend, moans, break, wander
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Post by anirbas on May 31, 2007 8:42:05 GMT -6
not knowing their place,
and unable to differentiate,
the moans in my bloodstained brain
break the sound barrier and wander
as sharp pain through my body...
happiness*freedom*glory*morning*future
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Post by anirbas on Jun 4, 2007 9:39:24 GMT -6
freedom
is happiness...
this morning and the one's
to come in the future,
tinged with the glory
of independance...
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Post by amycando on Jun 4, 2007 20:53:32 GMT -6
road, peak, living, run, wild
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Living,
run wild on the road to the peak.
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blow, smoke, look, through, desires
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Post by anirbas on Jun 5, 2007 10:29:50 GMT -6
*t-he...i forgot to leave five words...thanks for covering for me, AC*
through my desires
to be loved,
I often blow smoke
in my own face,
as I look
into another's eyes,
and see something
that really isn't there...
except in my imagination...
~*~
mental*pratfalls*glass*pitiful*awakening
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Post by amycando on Jun 7, 2007 20:22:27 GMT -6
mental*pratfalls*glass*pitiful*awakening
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I want a lover who will tell me the truth
who will call me on the carpet if I run a number
who will tell me if my view is askew
but all I do ask
to the contrast
is a kind or at least loving delivery
critical put-downs turn my blood to ice
when my heart stops beating love
you know that won't be nice.
Save me from a pratfall
even tease me if you must
but don't do it sarcastically with disgust.
As for me I'll deliver any desired dose
in return, and I can be counted on
to offer it up with kindness,
that is if she doesn't prefer blindness.
In the morning upon awakening
I will look in the glass
and remind my stupid ass
to make a mental note
that if everything goes wrong today
I saw the problem in the mirror this morning
not across from me at the breakfast table,
I think it would be a pitiful shame,
if I offered up to love. . .
the blame.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
awaiting, harsh, sigh, eyes, dazzle
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Post by anirbas on Jun 8, 2007 1:30:14 GMT -6
never a harsh sigh
does pass these lips
when thinking of you...
but, odd things happen
to my skin...my flesh
does blush, flush
and prickle
and these
green eyes
dazzle and sparkle,
thinking of you
and awaiting
your return...
~*~
discern*composed*anxious*flourish*admiration
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Post by amycando on Jun 8, 2007 20:01:13 GMT -6
discern*composed*anxious*flourish*admiration
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Sometimes I find it trouble
to discern
what I anxiously composed
with a flourish
and grandiose admiration
for my own creation.
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tears licked, flicked, ticked, why
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Post by anirbas on Jun 8, 2007 23:03:16 GMT -6
I've licked all the tears
running into my mouth,
overflowing from swollen eyes
I'm going to lick...
I've flicked all the tears
from my face, I'm going to flick...
I'm through empathizing and sympathizing
with those not worthy of such on my part...
Why? Because I'm god damned ticked, that's why!!!!!!
~*~
shirk*roseate*splash*advantage*jewel
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Post by anirbas on Jun 12, 2007 10:42:53 GMT -6
I am become a roseate jewel...
smiles splash from the locus of my lips...
laughter no longer me does shirk...
life appears an advantage, once more...
no longer, another doorway to hell...
~*~
paper*green*friends*table*blue
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Post by amycando on Jun 15, 2007 20:40:41 GMT -6
paper*green*friends*table*blue
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I sit at the table
paper before me
pen in hand
and can think of nothing to write
that is not oozing green with envy
or so blue that all who read
will be instantly filled with the urge
to bring up the lights in the house
to escape the depth and pervasive effects
of the cold and aching color
and surely I seek to share with my friends,
not
the heart-bruising in 3d
so they can almost truly share my pain.
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cackle, reality, slam, silent, space
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Post by anirbas on Jun 19, 2007 1:57:34 GMT -6
a silent slam
fills the fathomless
space of reality with a splat...
i cackle at the mystery of all of it...
~*~
basic*fleet*superior*mundane*rare
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Post by amycando on Jun 19, 2007 18:25:47 GMT -6
basic*fleet*superior*mundane*rare
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Too rare the superior ruminations of the mind of humanity,
it's voice is heard fleeting,
under the raucous rumble
of the basic,
mundane,
destructive,
selfish,
self-gratifying,
short-sighted,
mentality
that
more often than not. . .
rules the roost.
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grey, ancient, thorn, shadow, trembling
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Post by anirbas on Jun 19, 2007 21:26:41 GMT -6
ancient grey shadow
of the past now trembling...
disemboweled by the thorn
that is me and that I have always been...
~*~
valley*praise*shortcut*new*blob
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Post by amycando on Jun 20, 2007 16:12:39 GMT -6
Blob huh?!
valley*praise*shortcut*new*blob
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I had been a blob of fat for so long
I'd almost forgotten who I used to be
I'm still working on shedding it
but making progress.
If I could afford a shortcut I'd take it
anything to get to the new~~old me
a little quicker
Inside I am different and that is good
outside I don't want to be as thin as I was more muscular
I tell you I've lived in the valley of I hate how I look long enough
I'm climbing the hill to praise my God in a body
that shows I care about taking care of the gift of this life I've been given.
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sigh, swing, taint, bubble, spin
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Post by anirbas on Jun 21, 2007 0:41:10 GMT -6
The odiferous taint
of your unmitagated hatred
no longer assails my nostrils.
No, not a single sigh
of depressed regret
escapes these lips.
As I float like a bubble
riding the breeze;
spin like a top;
swing like a trapeze bar,
emptied of it's extra weight.
Because you are there
And I am not, not, not!
As I am here
live, live, living free
Free to be me
and raise my daughter
in peace and harmony.
~*~
escalate*fuse*restrain*tomorrow*order
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