tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59093184625207275242024-02-20T00:47:33.413-08:00727 NipponiaMeans to communicate.English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-61326999029894477852013-07-22T21:50:00.000-07:002013-07-22T21:50:04.554-07:00PalimpsestIt wasn't just that day. The totality of expression. There is truth at the heart of every misapprehension. If I laid it down, I would still be a coward. So I built a fortress, I made it up. It is hidden even from me. As it goes from hand to hand. Your sickly frame against his interest. Memory is just the encoding of fantasy. So much to unlearn. The primacy of emotion, how it activates wrong intention. Your interest against a historical dissatisfaction. I was warned; I had time. <br />
<br />
It was so new that none of us saw it coming. Selective memory and articulation. Your gaze drifts off where I try to tell you who I am. A fiction, a secret transferred. There are stones in your stomach, blood on your lips. How contingent everything is on thought. Here we are.<br />
<br />
Storm clouds on the horizon. A string.<br />
"You put it in."<br />
Removed from context<br />
<br />
any other thing.<br />
Your hands on my face and the vacuous show you put on.<br />
There is no heat where once there was heat. Your good humor a weapon. <br />
I imagine you with your hand in his hand,<br />
a liar,<br />
a friend. <br />
<br />
There where I first saw you is fraught with tension.<br />
<br />
The waves, the waves.<br />
<br />
It was a sense over time. Something amiss. Your words surrounded me and my own voice receded. An irruption. Something spoken. I was supposed to be something other than this. I will whisper in your ear, be a fly on the wall. Amid all the delirium, truth.<br />
<br />
He fortified his lies with the comfort of rationality. Even in the face of it, he still wanders around, looking for someone to notice him. There will be other times, other decisions to be made. If I showed you the way, would you believe me? It is labyrinthine, sprawling. It belies the secret that I placed in front of you. Statistically improbable. I think I would like to stop. Your fist and so many things against a wall of apathy.<br />
<br />
He speaks with a forked tongue. Would his hand in yours mean anything at all? It's a matter of invention, all of thought brought to bear. The situation, a cold day in winter. The insanity of belief. Another world is possible and I am watching, always, for its sure conception. I rely too heavily on displacement, metonymy. Just let go.<br />
<br />
The sound of a rushing creek after the rain.<br />
He will not budge. To live in a fantasy is to be open to the possibility of neurosis.<br />
And it all falls to pieces, all of it. If I knew of a way to fix it, would he let me?<br />
What is the significance of such rapture in solitude, the weight of a heart in your hands?<br />
<br />
I thought of it, then thought better of it. Your hand traces where he has been. For a thing to be true, it is necessary for it to exist. There is always another option. English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-49077542077031508362013-07-22T21:42:00.002-07:002013-07-22T21:52:37.317-07:00SigningPlaced in context, any other thing. You can look all you want, you won't find it. The force of character (limited to as to be succinct, poignant).<br />
<br />
"You have confused the true and the real."<br />
<br />
The look in your eyes, as though there is another person behind them, staring out. The light is too harsh. It was duplicitous, spoken in past tense, a thing so menial now charged with meaning.<br />
<br />
I watched as the words were written, recognized them as my own past and began dismantling everything. It was by no means systematic. From point to point, it all goes many miles in seconds. How many apologies must he suffer through before I wake up from this terrible dream? It's a matter, finally, of putting things to rest.<br />
<br />
I have resigned myself to the simplicity of statements.<br />
But if I let go of it, where will I find my center?<br />
All of it, back and forth, kept on record.<br />
Deliberate time.<br />
<br />
Ask yourself why it took this shape--the answer contains multitudes, none of which remain standing.<br />
<br />
I can still search the archives for the only clues I need as to why I'm here. History is a set of repetitions and I know that I've been here before. Pin it down and dissect it. There is no such thing as a perfect circle. English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-41745336772486449872013-07-22T21:32:00.003-07:002013-07-22T21:32:48.946-07:00HistoryReflective as the process, toward a leaf or this cigarette ash in my mouth. As a number on a circle, black and green, the sugar masks the floor. To say he. One, two, three, four. A marble egg. His confusion becomes somnambular, domestic. Anger a clear line running across the sky. Low to the ground. yes, it's blood. Fathomed in a palm, a set of car keys, a set of golf clubs. She said she was was she was not capable. She is say to carpable or whatevering.<br />
Seven again, legs itching in tall<br />
grass, where every morning, do<br />
the routine, clean off your glasses.<br />
<br />
Susceptible to dinner or sweets. Honestly, it's where his money goes. Alternating within self-imposed boundaries. Why does he always think the ambulance is coming for him? With mock intonation because it's justified. Spit out the window. White circles in brown bags. He hardly visits anymore. No one has a single memory. At eighty three, one expects reams of data. One becomes a geologic formation, striated.English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-24933651685414550092013-07-22T21:14:00.001-07:002013-07-22T21:14:16.620-07:00UntitledHe opened the gate--<br />
somehow full of himself,<br />
even as all breath<br />
even as it is these days.<br />
A distance to go still,<br />
fallen leaves.English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-31805079176402594422013-07-22T21:13:00.001-07:002013-07-22T21:13:37.417-07:00UntitledIn the early morning, a rupture.<br />
Erases the city, makes it whole.<br />
Where I woke, bedsheets covered in blood,<br />
wrapped in a deep and disconcerting fog.<br />
Limited in, left<br />
to roam, calloused hands. Complete<br />
a thought, these things that happen<br />
where you live.<br />
The torn<br />
cellophane a key indication,<br />
how language charged with meaning can<br />
change.<br />
Found out, form more.<br />
Another directive.English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-80623414651944594102013-07-22T21:10:00.001-07:002013-07-22T21:10:12.235-07:00Location
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Phrasal symphonies, written and
rewritten.</div>
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Left with the mere suspicion of an
impact on things</div>
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through their subsequent loss.</div>
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It is a calculus of human activity.</div>
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Your blood sings with the richness of
thought,</div>
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of what it is to be thinking.</div>
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All of it rendered semantically inert.</div>
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Terrified of linearity, of the slow
progression,</div>
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you hide behind him, let him speak this
falsehood.</div>
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Put it where it ought to be.</div>
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I decided it was a useless endeavor,
considered it finished.</div>
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All the while, a handful of nettles
burrowed their way into my clothing.</div>
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You see, I was trying to solve this
puzzle—</div>
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even my dreams foretold this sequence
of events!</div>
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You were an indefinite distraction.</div>
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These familiar tropes, bursting with
recognition.</div>
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And so it opened, as a sudden field,
once I understood</div>
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its utter lack of utility.</div>
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There are many things worth thinking
of.</div>
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Many times it confounds me, but
something must be done.</div>
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In dreaming, what once was outside now
comes in, makes a fool of me.</div>
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The mind collects what it needs,
focuses on what feeds it.</div>
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I stood there asking questions to an
empty room.</div>
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You sat patiently awaiting the end of
this masquerade.</div>
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Put it back where you found it.
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English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-68016968329977751872013-07-22T20:56:00.004-07:002013-07-22T21:05:57.229-07:00Whisperers<div style="text-align: left;">
Blossoming as it did from a deep affectation, this stillness at my side. It took shape as a formulaic lie, spread over all these months. Of this I am sure, in the heart of rapture, in the taming of neurosis, I move about, fidgeting, listless. You spoke in hyperbole, recounting the thousand travails of your life. I listened, attentive to the gaps in detail, noticed the warnings all around me. All the times of whispers, as though the bookshelves sheltered sound. Don't tell me; I am not ready to hear it. My name is spoken, I turn my head toward the source and find it smiling at me, asking its riddles, wrapping its speech in this heavy cloth. I opened the gate for all that transpired. You sat by me, perplexed and perplexing, peeling an orange, offering me the sweet juice. It's the fantasy of stability I was after, taking possession of your time to allow for the possibility. The trade off--one for another within minutes, as though articulating a secret.<br />
<br />
I found out through whatever means I could, standing outside in the rain. I wanted to say it out loud but instead I wrote it out, the characters smudged from the water, a chorus of indecipherable signs. Your eyes flit about the page. You begin to withdraw from sight until I find you again, call out your name.<br />
<br />
A thing so simple it demands no presence and yet this frightened silence, a gaze across the room to where his shape once stood. A smell in the air like lavender, like a dry heat, the metallic tones of blood. Something else brought me here; I no longer wish to be set free. I waited and waited, pacing through all these empty pages, pushing around in the dark for some assurance of an exit. My feet suddenly taking root in the thought of you. <br />
<br />
How your voice finds me out, unravels me. </div>
English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-8193497127550375902013-07-22T20:55:00.003-07:002013-07-22T21:06:41.604-07:00Four EyesThe parallel lines overhead.<br />
<br />
And all around, this parade of uncaring.
Every day, I enact the same rituals, think the same thoughts. It is worrying, tiresome, dreaming of the ways I've betrayed myself. I'll eat some toast, ruminate on the fiery path before me. Having seen the shape of things to come renders one at least a little blind.
<i> </i><br />
<br />
<i>They were aware of what to look for and kept it under lock and key.</i>
The nature of mind is habituation. Keep your head down, it will help you see the fissures in the narrative. It was sabotage. If I knew why I do it, I would stop doing it.<br />
<br />
You sat there next to me, like Janus, speaking through both faces. When I look into your eyes, I can see another person behind them, skin to skin. The intensity of it, a blister, a heat in my face about which you constantly ask me. I should tell you all of it, spend countless hours explaining the subtlest detail.<br />
<br />
<i>I know the truth of you, friend. </i>The crux of it is I want you to have nowhere to run.<br />
The object of the game is to keep it hidden until I fall to pieces. There are so many things I understand. English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-18311813326537606672013-07-22T20:54:00.000-07:002013-07-22T21:07:34.223-07:00Red WireA simple material, left in my care and transferred from one point to another. It was so banal, the thought of it, but, in moving it, sent sparks running wild through the network. Collected whispers and closed doors. The way he looked at me, the way of silence as I come near. You asked me exactly what I thought you would, phrased it perfectly so I wouldn't notice the undercurrents. Kept from me as I longed to have it grown. Smiles on their faces, painted, a breath of air between us. So sure the path was set.<br />
<br />
Fire! Air. The way of wind as I unfold this. It was a puzzle I could not figure, even as my life depended on it. Your claws sank deep into my flesh.<br />
<br />
He was doing something I should not have seen, pulled you aside to ask the burning question. This is an elaborate fantasy. Everything I am converges on this point. If any of it is true, I can never look anyone in the eye.<br />
<br />
I have been here before. I know this place so well. It haunts me, how familiar it is. I want to wash away the impurities, come clean. How my voice trembled, how my hands shook. It will be such a spectacle.<br />
<br />
I foresaw this and let it happen. If I showed the least concern, I would still be in another's back pocket. You were prepared, sharpening your tools to be at the ready.<br />
<br />
Something is about to happen. Sometimes you don't fully reflect on the consequences. I imagine a sweet embrace, a cautious exchange—saw green, fell to pieces. I am worn through. Maybe it's all for nothing.<br />
<br />
Then again, I have watched you watch him. Always with an ear to the ground.English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-28660832813786468252013-07-22T20:52:00.002-07:002013-07-22T21:08:30.198-07:00WalkingA field of noise. I listen at the wall, awaiting deliverance, looking around for a sign of egress. How am I found again? The direction of wind, the sound of your footsteps intruding, leafing through my words. We are both trespassers and I cannot decide whose offense is more egregious. It was obsessive, my predilection. It was warranted. There is no question of intent. Then again, maybe it was all panic. The voice I heard, ethereal, a phantasm. A flurry of feeling, hands working quickly to map out the terrain. I looked up at the night sky as the heat from the burning paper swelled at my feet.<br />
<br />
One said <i>I love you</i>.<br />
One said <i>How could you</i>.<br />
<br />
It is like a coin one flips to decide. As the rain closes in, I cannot fathom this scenario. All the times of dishonesty, the sun now setting in several hundred pixels.<br />
<br />
A movement, closed.<br />
A thousand questions standing in readiness at the back of my throat.<br />
<br />
There were many dreams along the way, all pointing, all begging.<br />
A stab in the dark that catches, turns the knife askew in my hand.<br />
<br />
I know you know.
You left a trail of breadcrumbs to the door, drew shut the blinds and watched.<br />
Mere minutes after my departure, every time.<br />
He stands waiting in the wings, ear pressed close to hear your signal. English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-62525630599637278122010-02-18T11:40:00.000-08:002013-07-22T21:10:42.862-07:00727 Nipponia (part 1)<o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if !mso]><img src="//img2.blogblog.com/img/video_object.png" style="background-color: #b2b2b2; " class="BLOGGER-object-element tr_noresize tr_placeholder" id="ieooui" data-original-id="ieooui" /> <style> st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } </style> <![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Book Antiqua"; panose-1:2 4 6 2 5 3 5 3 3 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:647 0 0 0 159 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} </style> <br />
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the door? Its wet paws. People came to see & claimed it looked
like an emotion. A remnant of a former time, dust on its breath.
Mammal perhaps & became a kind of local relic, made to perform
tasks as it sank its teeth into the earth. An untamed but not unkind
thing.
To dry. left to dry in its wet. Viewed only from the outside.
Kissed good night, even after all this time.
Pulled out its old bag of tricks; enacted a performance of itself.
Driving home, I will often pinch off the ends of cigarettes.
Smoke billowing. Deer attentive, curious after the luminosity of
some creature, human.
Brought to orgasm by the mere glimpse of a Persian rug.
Such wonderful thread, such color.
Welcome to the land. That is the marvelous thing about living;
you forget so much of each day. Branded a mystery. A few of my
peers would often shut the door. It was a silly thing. An unwarranted
advance. He asked, more pointedly than on previous occasions, what it
was all about.
A little while. As I was young, with our mouths intertwined. I used
to eat chicken from a small yellow bowl. What's true bceomes less true.
In any case, becomes seen as such.
Familiarity of only particular memories.
Fondness for illegible notes scrawled while asleep.
It was only toward the end of things he began to comprehend a word
cannot rhyme with itself.
In the lap of altercation, she came back with a roll of
store-bought cookie dough.
"I can't believe you could look me in the eye," she said.
"I have never shed a single tear." This I remember.
The ability of the mind to accord for these silly little activities,
such as the knitting of a stitch. She cannot grasp much anymore.
Describe for me a moment of happiness:
something to which I've grown accustomed, a voice, a river,
when it rained, the water came up from the sediment & met the air,
however briefly, to drown us. It seemed more frenetic as we swam,
all our Styrofoam broken & pale.
Told to me in another voice.
I wanted to start wearing latex gloves just to avoid the daily static
shock of the door. Thank you so much for standing on the table, for
making of yourself a spectacle.
"I would do it for anyone."
"As of tomorrow, I will have lived for 10,000 days."
Things to think about when thinking about other things.
Interruptions. As a teenager, I kept a bowl of sugar under my bed.
Life stopped feeling like a television show when I saw the nick of skin
missing from his wrist.
Picture it. Only at the age of twenty-five did I start taking my teeth
seriously. This has a purpose. What it means both to identify & desire.
October 14th.
"America loves a clearly defined winner!"
"It isn't <span style="font-style: italic;">your </span>money."
A slap across the face. An aversion to confrontation. My father
became more human to me when he began to let go of being his
father.
We lived in secret for awhile, our dreams. She became someone
to confide in, buying books when she thought no one was looking.
I could hear his voice on the other side of the door, tying strings
even as he tried to explain them. I began to think he was doing it
to protect me.
"Think of the universe as a trampoline on which are placed
bowling & tennis balls, or galaxies like Braille in a notebook.
Maybe all this began by brushing against another page. In
other words, even though the origin is unknowable, it isn't
necessary. I just wish it were possible."
He harvested images enough to see him through. This region is
noted for its brutal winters; times when nothing new is born.
I tried to ride their dog like a horse & nearly broke its spine.
What is is the culmination or remainder of what was. We used
to look at naughty books together, long before we knew what it
was we were looking at, just enough to know bodies & secrecy.
I could hear him through the vent, all steam & moans. This was
back when I thought he was fork-tongued. My doppelganger.
"I was going to call you about the jam tomorrow because those
things on me is just ridiculous. They were down by the boats
earlier & they were such good kids. It was when we first got a dog.
Father's was it first or something like that. We may not even need
it. I'm going to get my yes because putting it out again. I could turn
some of these in for both of us.
"I had it already, right there. Where? I had to have it over again.
What, dad? I just went in & sat down. And by that point, she's
probably already looking at her point.
"Oh that's good. That's real icy, you know what I mean. They're
doing pretty good though," was how she lived, only in the comfort
of blankets & reality television.
I became a material.
Memory & syntax.
The relation to the object was what troubled me, made me pause.
Those days held a lot of uncertainty, disorder. Some things are
better left alone.</pre>
English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-87726393511174051442009-09-20T08:57:00.000-07:002009-09-20T09:03:20.242-07:00In a RiverLocks too many here left open for the metal shoe lost in there elsewhere automatic bad driving. Panel after another shock of red hair electric pulse in two dimensions, without your awkward gait in corporate parking lots. A lot of caffeine. Locks to play with or position in a sitting with him, move toward with permission. For those involved, joking about waves before he says good-bye. More confusing as a matter of fact to be before the pavement. The metal rim, its edges to notice. How can we talk so much with these stones in our mouths. Fleeting sink into black eyes, I always see traces of geography in the sky. As it was being written, they were afraid to do so in stone. To return to daylight, these are times it is incomprehensible, grasping. Cut from you as you long to have it grown. He worries about this being merely a consumption of images. Stay where you were. It's a matter of elision, the structure of thought. Then again, we could have been lost completely. Walking through empty neighborhoods. Eventually, copper wire generates a voice that sounds just like mine. Finally & so it is to be away from the noise. A light filtering in as I walk away. The fact is that a spider will do anything but waste time. Walking toward as it is away from. "Love is the message." This is not unidirectional. I think it may be the Milky Way rising but its nature is resolved otherwise. I have never known what to look for. It's nostalgia that is dangerous. Locked into a deadness that colors itself bland & disinterested. I end up losing more things. The cold scrutiny of car windows at night. Have a time that is troubling, worrisome. Then again, model trains. Everywhere I go, I leave a trail of smoke.English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-62117826894957566262009-08-26T13:02:00.001-07:002009-08-26T13:02:26.993-07:00EquilibriumReflecting any other time, a person left inside a glass machine becomes its own chrysalis. A membranous verse, touching up against other verses. Something please palatable to the eye. This sense of the sublime rushing up against ocean waves. So many ways to obscure a text if it's face faces. How much of time is allotted to red lights, toilets, a bed. This is common stuff for those who care to listen. I am closer than before, though further if it means anything. I like the way you move your muscles toward me. Outside, a cat with white paws, sturdier against winters here. It's a dilemma of will, as in to that with which within at and its spine. You throw a snake into water and reference dips into fish mouths, baubles to catch up with you, to be alluring and filled with smoke. Stuck with it, we move with it. Space collapses into time, and they emerge simple, clean-lined. It feels a lot like Christmas, with its rounded edges and its concern for familiarity. Who else could conceive it? Gregarious, today is the day he is going to die. Memories in a marble egg. Il ajouta avec confiance. Liars' lips move perfectly. There is a seam running down my center, rubs itself worn and comes unraveled. As it is an imperfect thing.<br /><br />Another time to reflect, to one glass left in the machine is unique pupate. Poetry film is touching up against other poems. Please something pleasing to the eye. Ocean waves rush against this mean sublime. Therefore, it faces many ways the face of ambiguous text. How long red light, toilet, bed assigned. What is common to hear these people to care. Than before I close, though further, it means nothing. How to move your muscles at me. Feet white for winter, strong, out of the cats here. Their dilemma, and as it has in its backbone. The mouth of the fish you catch up a little something for you, full of smoke and throw the snake into the water and dip it an attractive reference. Stack it, we move with it. Collapse of cosmic time, they will appear simple and clean lined. This knowledge and rounded edge, worried that feels a lot like Christmas. I would imagine anyone else? Colonies today is the day that he would die. Marble Egg memories. Il ajouta avec confiance. Go to the full lips of a liar. I ran a seam where the center itself, understanding it is rubbing wear. As is incomplete.<br /><br />When another one of the two machines will be reflected in the glass left a unique pupate. Film poems, poems that touch the opposition of others. Please something pleasing to the eye. Waves of the sea, the rush for this noble meaning. So, face the face of the text is ambiguous in many ways. How much red light, toilet, bed assigned. What these people is common to worry about people listening to. Before the close, though, also what it means. I go to how your muscles. Leg of a cat, winter, strong, white here. Their dilemma has been the backbone of that company. The mouth of the fish you catch up a little something to throw the snake into the water completely and smoke, dip a fascinating reference. Stack it, we move with it. Collapse time of the universe, they simply appear clean line. Is this knowledge and rounded edges that feel more like Christmas, I worry. I would imagine, anyone? Today is the day of the colony to die. Memories of a marble egg. Il ajouta avec confiance. Go to the full lips of a liar. I run a seam here, but the center is to understand the friction and wear. As is incomplete.<br /><br />When, one by one to the left of two unique pupate in the glass will be reflected in one machine. Poetry film poem, please do not touch the other opposition parties. Please something pleasing to the eye. Ocean waves are in a hurry this sublime meaning. Because the text is ambiguous in many faces. How much red light, toilet, bed assigned. These people from the general public is listening to the concerns of many people. Before closing, however, what it means. I will go to your muscles. Cat, winter, strong legs and white here. Their dilemma has been the backbone of the company. Something completely smoke or throw the snake into the water, and dip into his mouth to catch up with an attractive see the fish. Stack it, we move with it. Decay of the universe, they simply appear clean lines. With this knowledge, rounded feel like Christmas, I worry. Who do I think? Colonial era to die today. Memories marble eggs. Il ajouta avec confiance. Go to the full lips of a liar. Running the center seam wear and friction is to understand where I am. As is incomplete.<br /><br />When you are, one by one to two glasses to the left of one unique pupate is reflected in one machine. Poetry film poem, please do not touch the other opposition parties. Please something pleasing to the eye. Waves of the sea in a hurry is the meaning of this noble cause. Because the text is ambiguous on many faces. How much red light, toilet, bed assigned. These people from the general public we have a lot of people listening to the concerns. Before closing, however, what it means. I will go to your muscles. Cat, winter, strong legs and white here. Their dilemma has been the backbone of the company. Throw the snake into the water full of smoke or something down to catch up with more attractive to fish in his mouth. Stack it, we move with it. Collapse of the universe, they simply appear clean lines. With this knowledge, rounded feel like Christmas, I worry. What do you think with? Colonial die today. Memories marble eggs. Il ajouta avec confiance. Go to the full lips of a liar. Friction and wear a center seam running is to understand where I am. As is incomplete.<br /><br />When, glasses 1:59 minutes, one to the left of one unique pupate is reflected in one machine. Poetry film poem, please do not touch the other opposition parties. Please something pleasing to the eye. Waves of the sea in a hurry, and this means a noble cause. Because the text is ambiguous on many faces. How much red light, toilet, bed assigned. These ordinary people with a lot of people listen to our concerns. Before closing, however, what it means. I will go to your muscles. Cat, winter, strong legs and white here. Their dilemma has been the backbone of the company. Catch a fish in his mouth more attractive snakes throw something completely smoke or water. Stack it, we move with it. Collapse of the universe, they simply appear clean lines. With this knowledge, rounded feel like Christmas, I worry. What do you think? Colonial die today. Memories marble eggs. Il ajouta avec confiance. Go to the full lips of a liar. Is to understand where I am running the center seam friction and wear. As is incomplete.<br /><br />When the glasses 1:59 minutes left one by one becomes a pupa will be reflected in unique one machine. Poetry film poem, please do not touch the other opposition parties. Please something pleasing to the eye. Waves of the sea in a hurry, which means this noble aim. Because the text is ambiguous on many faces. How much red light, toilet, bed assigned. These ordinary people a lot of people we listen to our concerns. Before closing, however, what it means. I will go to your muscles. Cat, winter, strong legs and white here. Their dilemma has been the backbone of the company. More attractive fish to catch snakes in his mouth and throws something completely smoke and water. Stack it, we move with it. Collapse of the universe, they simply appear clean lines. With this knowledge, rounded feel like Christmas, I worry. What do you think? Colonial die today. Memories marble eggs. Il ajouta avec confiance. Go to the full lips of a liar. Here, I perform is to understand friction and wear and center seam. As is incomplete.<br /><br />Glass at 1:59, one by one unique chrysalis on the left will be reflected in one machine. Poetry film poem, please do not touch the other opposition parties. Please something pleasing to the eye. Means a noble cause in a hurry, the waves of the sea. Because the text is ambiguous on many faces. How much red light, toilet, bed assigned. These are people who listen to the concerns of many ordinary people. Before closing, however, what it means. I will go to your muscles. Cat, winter, strong legs and white here. Their dilemma has been the backbone of the company. To catch a snake in his mouth more attractive fish to throw something completely smoke and water. Stack it, we move with it. Collapse of the universe, they simply appear clean lines. With this knowledge, rounded feel like Christmas, I worry. What do you think? Colonial die today. Memories marble eggs. Il ajouta avec confiance. Go to the full lips of a liar. Here, friction and wear running, is to understand the center seam. As is incomplete.<br /><br />Glass 1:59 minutes, one of the left one in the pupa is reflected in one unique machine. Poetry film poem, please do not touch the other opposition parties. Please something pleasing to the eye. Noble way in a hurry and ocean waves. Because the text is ambiguous on many faces. How much red light, toilet, bed assigned. These people are ordinary people who listen to concerns. Before closing, however, what it means. I will go to your muscles. Cat, winter, strong legs and white here. Their dilemma has been the backbone of the company. Catch the fish more attractive snakes throw something completely smoke and water in his mouth. Stack it, we move with it. Collapse of the universe, they simply appear clean lines. With this knowledge, rounded feel like Christmas, I worry. What do you think? Colonial die today. Memories marble eggs. Il ajouta avec confiance. Go to the full lips of a liar. Here, running wear, friction is to understand the center seam. As is incomplete.English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-90416269749055414362009-08-15T06:59:00.000-07:002009-08-15T07:01:26.357-07:00Quark<pre>Reflect a glass as machine<br /> left inside any other <br />time, <br />I here. its <br />own <br />chrysalis. A membranous verse, touching up against other allotted verses. <br /> to<br />Outside, , sturdier<br /> to the eye. <br />Something please palatable So many text if its face faces. How much of time <br />is, with toilets, a bed. This is common stuff for those who care to listen <br />closer than before like the way you move your muscles toward me. <br /><br />It's a dilemma of will against winters, <br /><br />as in to that which within at with and and its spine. <br /><br />You throw ing a snake into water and reference dips into fish mouths, baubles<br /> to catch up with you, to be alluring <br /> filled with ways to obscure a smoke. we move with it. Stuck with it, Space<br /> collapses into time, and they emerge simple, clean-lined. It feels a lot like <br />it’s rounded edges <br /><br />and a person to red lights a cat with white paws<br /><br />its concern for familiarity. Who else could conceive it? Gregarious, Christmas. <br />I am today is the day he is going to die. <br /><br />Memories in a marble egg.<br />down my center, rubs itself<br />This sense of the sublime, rushing up against ocean waves.<br /><br />Il ajouta avec confiance.<br /><br />Liars' lips move perfectly. There is a seam running worn and comes unraveled. <br />As it is an imperfect thing.<br /><br />becomes, though further if it means anything.<br /></pre>English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-57020061377837770242009-08-15T06:53:00.000-07:002009-08-15T06:54:16.784-07:00ThingReflecting any other time, a person left inside a glass machine becomes its own chrysalis. A membranous verse, touching up against other verses. Something please palatable to the eye. This sense of the sublime rushing up against ocean waves. So many ways to obscure a text if it's face faces. How much of time is allotted to red lights, toilets, a bed. This is common stuff for those who care to listen. I am closer than before, though further if it means anything. I like the way you move your muscles toward me. Outside, a cat with white paws, sturdier against winters here. It's a dilemma of will, as in to that with which within at and its spine. You throw a snake into water and reference dips into fish mouths, baubles to catch up with you, to be alluring and filled with smoke. Stuck with it, we move with it. Space collapses into time, and they emerge simple, clean-lined. It feels a lot like Christmas, with its rounded edges and its concern for familiarity. Who else could conceive it? Gregarious, today is the day he is going to die. Memories in a marble egg. Il ajouta avec confiance. Liars' lips move perfectly. There is a seam running down my center, rubs itself worn and comes unraveled. As it is an imperfect thing.English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-62074736350630345032009-07-11T13:53:00.000-07:002009-07-11T13:59:25.354-07:00!<pre>In the , a<br /> the, it<br />--a<br /><br /><br /> in,<br /> in<br />to, a<br /> from all this,<br />a ,these things that<br />where.<br /> The a<br /> --its it's.<br /> There is a of<br /> the.<br /><br /> the<br /> of its<br /><br /><br /> , out<br /><br /> it this<br /><br /><br /> --the<br /> none of which<br /><br />another<br /><br /> as though<br /> as<br /><br /> of itself<br /> a<br /> to<br /> into an other<br />the of, to<br />its<br /><br /> it a<br />though it</pre>English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-50726964960901123642009-07-11T13:39:00.000-07:002009-07-11T13:52:39.363-07:00Silent Unclear<pre><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;">I believed it to be a stack of things already written. How subtle a metaphor. </span></pre><pre><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;">To be written in the blood, a den of thieves pertaining to the night. A bit more </span></pre><pre><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;">is needed--never found, such<br />as language is/its/cent/er/of/grav/ity/in/di/vid/u/al/ly/ga/ther/<br />ed/or/we/'re/ga/ther/ed--in it. And it's true what they say:<br />never deny something open--<br /> language is the vehicle of itself. Climb up the ladder.<br /> Here is something more than instinct. Could we ask if<br /> that were possible. Together again. A riddle, a somber<br /> pressing weight. Meaning isn't carried over. Even as it<br /> tends toward relations. Every word is every word, stripped<br /> of community.<br />there is another angle here). Such is the way of heat. The trail<br />of a mirage.<br />N i g h t time is empty.<br /> All this preoccupation with organization. Another four billion<br />years<br /> to wipe it clean.<br /> "It depends on how nuanced."<br /> INDISCRIMINATELY FROM THE SKIES What other<br /> parallels may there be? From a revealed<br /> source, a calm nuclear fissure.<br />Sent out a little messenger, chain to chain, up against a wall.<br /><i>I as an element of the total writing of society.</i> Incorporated.<br />A nod to the message received. Falsify any number of. The sum of<br />rupture, the o holy left omitted. Documents. A distinction between<br />object and sense datum. Ultimately its mechanisms orient the work toward<br />a justification. Not as itself. Known for its plasticity.</span></pre>English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-61656956497831160282009-05-18T12:34:00.000-07:002009-07-18T07:56:14.107-07:00Taken<pre><br />P-H-O-N-E<br />C-A-L-L<br />Make it<br />or break it How do you go about writing a life<br /> it or living a life you don't want<br /> vote for thrust your pelvis into the air.<br /> efficiency of writing writing devolves the more tired you get.<br /><br />Negro totem place a marker We're ready for the bonbons.<br />phallic image fop it to the margin Change the world as you change<br />buttressed in its casing just as the subject.<br />sausage lives with a rice queen<br />XYZ with your faggots Emma You've lost some<br />"I need a valium." couldn't weight, porkchop.<br /> care Hat period.<br />Olympia Dukakis' tongue less Feed me a cheese<br /> burger.<br /><i>sub iecto </i> TV antennae let's have sex again<br />(from) under to come up call my bluff<br /> Bing or coral reef<br /> Crosby a lot somewhere<br /> is empty<br /><br />I'll go get your poop. When did you finally decide to<br />Fresh-squeezed orange juice give in? Symmetry is nature<br />& the chance to win millions 's allusion. Lift it up<br />Make a fly trap & tilt it.<br />hang it on the wall Shift your stance & you'll see.<br />What are you doing in this city Pensive, naked, indulging<br />with its colorful edifice pitched the average baby weighs six<br />against a sky as obdurate as a pounds eight ounces.<br />walrus defending its pups? African princess.<br />Yes that was a question. I'm a waiter.<br />Sell a vitamin Wear a wineglass, spread it open.<br />make it look like something else.<br /> I have to go.<br /><br />Sanka or french press. <br />I may be pregnant.<br />I know.<br />Double breasted jacket It's a waste of time.<br />warmer in southern tropes Irrevocably irreparable<br />Capricorn speedo assailant or something comparable.<br />Name the nature of composition<br /> Back pocket<br /> there is the note I left you. </pre>English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-59388336797739380082009-05-08T12:37:00.000-07:002009-05-08T12:43:09.893-07:00It as it<pre>A poem (to) (that) walks<br /> on water<br />It as it<br />relates to sight, sound<br />makes a felt as object<br /> but then switches.<br />The guide is not philosophy<br /> It's time to begin thinking<br /> about your retirement plan.<br />This book is running out<br /> of pages.<br /> Make is left or right.<br />It's as if it's as now or later,<br /> as it's a little dream<br /> a little smaller<br /> it's complicated<br />Increased complexity in a system<br />need not necessitate increased complexity.<br /> Sentence as <br />(somewhere)<br /> forward<br />The poet worries about its size<br />but it's of average length. <br /><br />Attendant to each<br />thought is thought<br />This is nothing <br />new as it is<br />under the sun.<br />Attached so deeply <br />to the image.<br />Enact daily rituals.<br />My hand. Put in a bit<br />of physical labor.<br /><br /> Use your magic wand to<br />walk along a grid, pud-<br />dles, treetops<br /> sore muscles<br /> all this in one day, move<br />forward & backward, or<br /><br />Up & down, flight of <br /> stairs is an odd<br /> expression.<br /> expressive<br />selves, too. Do<br />you want paper or plastic?<br /></pre>English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-80760982192256375822009-05-08T12:26:00.000-07:002009-05-08T12:36:40.320-07:00In Progress<pre> An infinite logic<br /> undiluted by form<br /> a bit of a question left<br /> on parched lips<br />From city dweller to countryman<br /> a thousand bells<br /> tolling bits of memory<br /> a unique presence schemata<br />To make something is to give over<br /> left with a bit of<br /> a question<br /><br />This is instinct<br /> listen to the rain outside<br /> or else your face split <br /> apart entirely. <br />Asking why is your order<br /> granted in the midst of this chaos. <br /> (as a <br /> border under pressure of doubt, as a border in question)<br />Then suddenly middle-aged<br /> from end to end<br /> veins spread thin to be so enamored<br />If I think views<br /> It's never where I<br /> 'd like it to be<br />It's hard to conceive of this <br />in English borrowing from myself<br />the sentence setsup dynamics of power<br /> by necessity<br /> thirst hunger<br /> Into that disordered<br /> field, a word alone<br /> is every word or<br /> something similarly situated<br />This is insistent<br /> a promise?<br /> a negotiable suture.</pre>English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-4769665506953636462009-05-08T12:23:00.001-07:002009-05-08T12:25:28.688-07:00or otherwiseBoxes within boxes<br />be that as it may<br />if it's it's me<br />then a mystical<br />figure or a <br />virtue you<br />'ve got to be<br />kidding me.English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-73826370236226648812009-05-08T12:16:00.000-07:002009-05-08T12:21:51.847-07:00Another Untitled<pre>Public, all previous<br />that would prohibit historic<br />individuals, marking<br />opportunities for health<br />& opportunities.<br /><br />I'm very pleased to<br />make a difference<br />during or expression as<br />the event.<br /><br />Testimony, a quiet<br />a rival was teeming,<br />seeking, pleaded<br />now in the hands<br />of<br />the only witness.<br /><br />These things could be a lot worse.<br />Or the proposal that language<br />has upset opponents<br />who think much more than <br />mere consideration in other matters<br />once used to affect.<br /> If to recollect<br /> to mean to put<br /> things in a place.</pre>English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-23534199174188632112009-04-24T13:54:00.000-07:002009-04-24T14:26:47.334-07:00Remnant<pre> Thinking is the thought of what is or is thinking or just thinking, <br />or make it through. The words are tied up, in syntax to make it more <br /> or less complicated like a vine that hangs<br /> from nowhere lowered like a <br /> parentheses to shunt off the cold or keep in a secret, make a too many <br />things to say<br /><br /> so separate, but be discrete about it.<br /> Hardy har har. <br /> He runs as though he<br /> means it. All these scattered<br /> lines like<br /> such as rotting strawberries<br /> or the sky<br /> threatening to<br /> burst open. All color.<br /> The milk separates the<br /> cinnamon, sugar<br /> spiral in a bowl.<br /> During or because<br /> of the event, it’s all the same.<br /> Terrified of linearity. We thank you for your patience.<br /> Breaking with tradition was never easy for anyone because of its sheer <br />volume, or the way it always seemed to trace back or retract form <br />repeat as it focuses the question more on specificity than a variable <br />or exterior. Antecedents are yarrow sticks as well. <br /> Should we be concerned with<br /> the way punctuation<br /> meanders but not<br /> here only here and not here as though<br /> one could see it in the mind.<br /> Suffer from. Both<br /> hands subjected to the same<br /> Fate. Because tomorrow<br /> we see what you’re<br /> made of. <br /></pre>English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-50798132663463456402009-04-24T13:52:00.000-07:002009-04-25T11:48:49.304-07:00Somewhere Around<pre>Made forcefully<br /> the same across the nation.<br />affect this determination<br /> based last week on “further remaining statutory<br />a violation of language<br /> historically disfavored “similarly situated”<br /> “equally suspect<br /> with his “gut” against<br /> a<br /> strategic move.<br /> “this is an issue that is intensely<br />personal, with strongly held beliefs and<br />convictions on both sides. But I am <br />charged<br /> “The outcome was not unexpected.<br /> Supremely<br /> Hand-Picked<br /> Worth Watching<br /><br /> forced to<br />a significant amount<br /> lost its given service<br />not available elsewhere<br /> ,” she said “<br /> a communication facility<br /> a crossing guard in the furnishing<br />more than 10 years, faces numerous<br /> The judge’s origin<br /> the result of the public<br />outcry, “calm<br />reflection”<br /> videotaped<br /> the sex act<br /> sneakers & clothing<br /> underestimating gravity<br /> working at a restaurant<br /> possessing the corruption<br /> of minors<br />one of whom<br /> <em>See News Briefing</em><br />who did not identify, however, <br />said<br /> it somewhat important & about<br /> not at all important<br />also may not have a universal meaning,<br /> has gained momentum as the<br />demographics<br /> is almost ingrained,”<br /> part of urban vernacular<br />so sensationalized because people were grasping<br /> for an explanation<br /> how the individuals identify, and <br />that speculating<br /> subjective<br /> ,” she said. “I think<br /> wasting time<br />reflects men who are always<br /> just<br />mean the desire for privacy or<br />discretion If you are not doing well<br /> enroll in a new study.<br />Monetary compensation for your time & effort is provided.<br />Find help in the Home<br /> Improvement<br /> Directory<br /><br />revamping acceptance policies &<br /> a media promotion weighing the creation<br />of spaces<br /> use various communication channels,<br /><br /> highlight<br /><br />with the goal of driving home<br /> “He’s shocked. His feelings are hurt<br /> deeply. He feels betrayed.”<br /> “Such hate crimes are in desperate need of<br /> of a federal response.<br /> “Each year, first-hand<br /> testimonials<br />remove the existing requirement<br /> during the offense<br /> “enunciate clearly<br /> any American will no <br /> longer be tolerated<br />“madefun” of him because he is<br /> gay and his hair is gray, <br />has affiliates around<br /> the globe, women;<br /> has allocated more<br />initiatives since its 1982 inception.<br /> “There are many health<br />disparities, coping with life—<br /> threatening & in our<br />communication with<br /> it became redoubled<br />its efforts apparent<br /> and,<br /> has seen an increase<br />in these populations “It just<br /> seemed a natural<br /> type of program for us<br />a full week’s worth of<br /> meals every week<br />“We’re trying to raise awareness <br /> about the impact and risk of<br />Healthy Teeth<br />& Gums<br /><br /> It was just the animals <br />coming out of hibernation, just<br /> as we all are.<br />kind of put underneath the rug &<br /> nothing happened.<br />countless firsts.<br /> experience the multitude of ‘I<br />offerings want to find a way<br /> to get the community more involved<br /> in the zoo,’"<br />The zoo’s been phenomenally<br />responsive, flexible and attentive.<br /> The plants are all in bloom & <br /> You heart the world.<br /><br />some people are still pinching themselves<br /> “a non-existent<br />problem.” was<br />bogged down in the bog.<br /> a light at the end of the tunnel is a light, no<br />matter how faint.<br /> Ideas suitable for flushing.<br /> That’s right: Texas should be next.<br /> A<br /> new broom sweeps mean.<br /> Yes,<br />he was no longer privy to what went<br />on. He wanted to install a robotic toilet<br />near the gay beach at a deterrent. <br /> Robo-john as robo-cop. <br />Tell us what you think. <br /> I don’t have to tell you<br />that a certain substance hit the fan.<br /> At the height of the flap,<br />truth swirls right down the drain.<br />Letters may<br /> be edited for clarity, style and space<br />considerations.<br /><br />A funny story I haven’t told before:<br /> “It has no appeal to<br /> me. I’m old-fashioned<br /> when it comes to<br /> dating. Friendship has<br /> to happen before I get<br /> involved with someone<br /> romantically. And I <br /> don’t find my friends<br /> on the Internet. But I’m<br /> not being judgmental.<br /> To each his own.”<br /><br />the quoted phrase a requirement<br />for an equal protection violation<br /> “righteous anger<br /> coupled with effective action.” <br />claim<br /> In the opinion, the justices<br />also postured<br /> exhaustive, well-thought-out.<br />“All of us have made<br /> our voices heard<br /> we may be able to live<br />our happily-ever-after sooner than<br /> we think.”<br /> An area of main concern is rectal<br />bleeding.<br /><br /> The banner declared,<br />no one has claimed the bodies or<br /> Absolutely no cost to<br /> you if you qualify.<br />In another incident,<br /> helping relationships and individuals<br /> move forward<br />“Puppies” is a derogatory<br /> local word<br />agents of immorality are<br />busy using all lies and deceptions<br /> to hurt our society.<br /><br />the country – will consider a <br /> City to market<br />complimentary food and<br /> New Construction<br />will be on hand.<br /> Restrictions and limitations apply. <br /><br />the DAY unfolds<br /> like a challenging road that<br />raises the essential question:<br /><br /> Can we talk?<br /><br />he’s interested in the complexities<br /> I had a big life<br />shift.<br /> “Normally it is either<br /> I’ve<br />done a lot of tortured souls<br /> a departure<br />from the roles he normally takes,<br /> I’ve enjoyed that kind of<br />moral ambivalence.<br /> His use<br /> of language is <br /> expulsive.<br />People say what they mean.<br />There’s not a stray word.<br /> ‘a lean fist of a play.’ <br /> It’s exactly<br />what it is.<br /> It’ll be interesting to see<br />what shape it takes.<br />It’s a whole different kind of math<br />to do that. They’re two different<br />planets.<br /> “It’s like two sides of the same<br />thing,” he said. “It’s like a <br />different language and terms. My<br />job is to bring emotional honesty<br /> to whatever the writing<br /> offers up.<br /><br />political awakening, a chance encounter<br /> Follow what happens<br /> by necessity and by choice<br /> escapist theme<br />lives that<br /> intertwine on<br /> occasion. It<br /> makes sense<br /><br />Excitement for the event<br /> has been building<br />for weeks<br /> the line between life<br />and work begins to disappear<br /><br /> Simply insert your preferences<br />and let the program do the rest.<br /> you locate the <br />hottest spots once the sun goes<br />down.<br /><br /> the revolutionary aspects<br />--and there are many—have <br />allowed it to succeed in the <br />oversaturated cell phone market.<br /><br /> Do you collect anything?<br /> Pigs; I’m really fond of pigs.<br /> I remember she once<br />said, “I feel as if you are lay-<br />ing on a train track and a train<br />is coming and you’re not tied<br />down, you’re perfectly free to <br />get up and move and you’re not<br />doing it.” <br /> who’s going to?<br /><br /> It was a very<br />warm, very friendly place and<br />I enjoyed it tremendously, but<br />I was in the process of sort-<br />ing out who I was at the time.<br />I lived two lives and they were<br />both good.<br /><br /> there is something<br />--something that goes into the <br />universe.<br /><br /> the image of<br />God. I believe we can get there.<br />Paradigms do shift.<br /> There are<br /> considerable tensions<br />crazy plot logic<br />Inspiring sight through the glory of sound<br /> --recognize as<br />love.<br /> describes/<br />reenacts.<br /> “They’re two completely<br />different, self-contained<br /> it really required an <br /> adjustment of mindset, sometime<br />almost instantaneously <br /> ‘Tell,’ and thought<br />They’re both concerned with how<br /></pre>English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5909318462520727524.post-38818687034847527492009-04-24T13:51:00.001-07:002009-04-24T13:51:47.749-07:00SpitSpit from the<br />as though the were an infant<br />rind, the pit, of a peach<br />to name it if we must, the elusive little<br />four or three, calling from woods, or<br />with the teeth of beautiful geese. <br /><br />Make of me a beggar & I will<br />be.<br />Chewing gum is lovely, subject or<br />object.<br />You can use a word to.<br />Make of me.<br />Papier mâché. <br />Filled with glace or teeth again to chew with with<br />which to feed. Repetition at its<br />finest is chewing gum.<br /><br />How comical! really, he speaks<br />or else his hands.<br />Two voices, really, listening,<br />or yours, straining up above the other heads.<br />You’re so clever!<br />Figure it out.<br />Pull a yarn or a <br />stitch a pair of hands up.<br />You have two<br />hands for a reason.<br />There must be more to this life<br />than this world has to offer.<br />Take it all <br />as an apostrophe.<br />Lift it up.<br /><br />Have you noticed lately how often<br />the moon goes soughing across?<br />The sky<br />open as a fist to allow<br />passage.<br /><br />Maybe if it had<br />all been weighted differently.<br />There would be a <br />deeper explanation. <br /><br />Watch meaning as<br />it drifts away from you.<br />Consider.<br />What it means.<br />Or else<br />all as was<br />still is.<br />How memory inhabits<br />or too emotional,<br />cerebral?<br /><br />Notice direction of wind because it’s carrying<br />something in it<br />you need.<br /><br />Shift the <br />car into park. <br /> Let the river overwhelm you.<br /><br />Write something more substantial.<br />Tell me a secret about.<br /><br />I listened twice to <br />many strings that plucked themselves silly<br />or meaningless, like a metaphor.<br />The sot king sits<br />sot, hiccupping.<br /><br />All these little things like contrails,<br />mapping out, or.<br />Racing, rewriting.<br />After all, that’s what a map<br />is for.English Noun Phrasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03798774986838383453noreply@blogger.com0