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juliet, space cadet
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exhaleto exhale is not precipitation. cherry petals perform a pretty pirouetteexhale
six weeks sooner than a snowy middle allows
a winter-down bed where i have been spell-bound, gave me a shove & i fell out.
finally free to bleed off all the manipulative tar, to churn up the phlegm from my rotten lung. to give birth to the plucky placenta of productivity,
i name the cancerous sextuplets: sucking face. homeostasis. writing home. taste. my male priviledge and my needy face.
next time i will keep to myse
by ~sabrinasays
instantaneous“Well,” said the lion, as slow as possible, “It all happened very quickly.”instantaneous
The details were laid bare in the zoo that morning, at seven forty five when the sun had finally strained itself up over the horizon and the gardener had risen earlier than anyone else. The syntax of it wasn’t perfect, but such was the consequence of language that had become self-aware.
“By that I mean... here, let me start over. I am about to become a parable for the coming-of-age of many lions to come.” A sigh, wet with the dew that had been collecting on his mane as he sat in the morning grass. “A pa
by ~sabrinasays
spring break a reprievea tender tiny waltz in the two square foot kitchen space to the bittersweet muted folksy janglingspring break a reprieve
a little tangle of lips, twilight tussle, going limp sore teeth contusion from weak bites
strong light double lit
the cloudiness in the water the marker on my leg
the winter in the closet hung up waiting a week
for me to wear it.
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- Current Residence: a tree, with red pandas
- Interests: ending the drug war
- Favourite movie: daisies (sedmikrasky)
- Favourite game: katamari damacy, okami
- Personal Quote: no leaf ever wholly equals another
- Tools of the Trade: papers? lighter? text?
- Website: http://myspace.com/lucyandthelion
- Email: xmiss_tetrax@yahoo.com
- AIM: spacecadet juliet
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i know you can't stand the mars volta
but
i saw this [link] and thought that maybe you'd think it's kinda cute.
hugs and kisses,
ali
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LET'S ALL PILE INTO THE MINIVAN AND GO GET SOME FROZEN YOGURT
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"how do they make hot dogs, anyway?"
"who knows... maybe they're born that way."
"that is... the cutest thing you've said all day."
1) i will never wear make up, regardless of the shell i inhabit. neither would i ever alter myself physically with plastic surgery, silicone, et al. i am more than content existing in the current manifestation that the IS has conducted me into this time around (god - all that is - is neither male nor female. god is Not an entity, god Is All life energy(though if god were one or the other, my god would be woman, cuz my god is a creator, not a destroyer)).
2) women and men are two equal halves of the whole human being - get over it. if you argue for your limitations, they Will Be Yours. exist above opression - male-dominated society . . . its a caveman thing.
3) i always wanted to be schwarzenegger-big. tough crap for me, my metabolism is too fast. maybe ill conduct my ka into a cory everson shell next time around, or maybe a rhianna frame with a little extra BeyOUNCEe up top . . .
4) love IS the ultimate goal (the only thing mammon, legion, and lucifer have no power over (im not religious, im Spiritual, theres a big difference - you can find it in the bahgavad gita, the i ching, the q'uran, the cathaholic bible, truth is infused in everything - the trick is to filter out obfuscation)). sex without love is a hollow prize. intimacy, monogamy rules . . . sunday morning after . . . rolling around with her under the sheets, dawnlight streaming through . . .
5) when the government or Any group of people can dictate what you can or cannot do with Your Own shell in this terse existencespan or any other, it is Far Past time to be concerned. censure can go screwww itself in the rectum with an elephantine phallus with no lubrication (sideways . . . and put some sand on it).
my distinct dilemna is that i am a heterosexual male in love with the lesbian soul . . .
O..O
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cylphen
im extremely jealous of your gift. i get too caught up in rhyme scheme when i write prosetry. your adjectivity is naturally scalpel accurate, immediate, distinctly poetic. thanx for sharing.
deviant art . . . a Universe of art . . . i luv this place.
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"how do they make hot dogs, anyway?"
"who knows... maybe they're born that way."
"that is... the cutest thing you've said all day."
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steeee
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