December 2009
50 posts
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As a superb emotion overthrows mindfulness..
..and I have nothing from you to revere.
No token left of your sweet lips,
as you fleeted across this constellation,
that I could hold too close to my heart.
No token in hope or in regret.
As not even one scent lingers
of the times I stole away your youth
in the dark of moonless night.
Hath anything been left,
in scorn of broken-heartedness
short of treasuring it dear
in cold flames...
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“I’d much rather be childish and in love with the thought of love than act...”
– Nicole
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“Much like Dorian Gray, I fail to see in my semblance the sins I have wrought....”
– Nicole
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“fuck you world! I am tired of your ups and downs. So I’m going to drink,...”
– Nicole
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oh wretched memory
Turns out I forgot how to remember the specific way to forget you. Did you alter my brain in order to remain a constant in my dreams? Of course I may have taken out a piece of it because I had come to the conclusion that you would never, ever break my heart. Still, of this no memory exists. Should I keep repeating your name, again, again, until it becomes engraved as more than half my cortex?...
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the illusion of dreams
As we gather ‘round the campfire beyond the tattered circus tent,
our bodies sway crystals ‘round flickering flames.
Carried away by wind, vacillating dreams we carry on tips of tongues.
While eager blue moons drench the swirling smoke & drape
living thoughts, suffocating with intense blues & intense light
the illusion of flight..
As we continue to sway, we continue to...
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contemplations on an empty bed
…and the sun shines into the room
I sit watching nearby,
as it creeps in through the half closed windows
the curtains are enveloped in fiery light
I sit idly by,
wanting no more than to bathe in the color of morning
& longing for a kiss to get me up from this dream.
Lethargy begins to take hold
as this sunlight grabs me, bit by bit.
It wishes for me to rest
in the calm thoughts...
I awoke startled
fearful of some catastrophe
tears would run down my face
as turbulent thoughts corroded my tranquility.
Hardly 5am, and I felt destroyed.
I feel like I just lost someone, or a piece or my heart was cut out.
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my heart turned black
i can still feel you
breathing gently
while restless
dragons course
through your blood
breathing fire
while our hearts
separated by
a cage & some inches
thread lightly
fragile thoughts
soaring 20 more above
helium driven
& in touch
with a moment
that was nothing more
than time bottled up
and let go.
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entre incienso y velas rojas
entre este y oeste
encuentro un suspiro
me dice
“corre que flotando no llegaras”
pero en el sonido
de las aguas
calmadas en turbulencia,
que embrujan
a los huevos de las ranas,
encuentro que la idea
de un tu
viviendo en un “queseyo”
es mas facil
digerir.
entre este y oeste
encuentro un suspiro
me dice
“no veo final a tu historia”
Y yo le...
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variante de color efímero
te veo azul y verde
hambre, muerte durmiente
te veo azul y verde
calles tristes, pero
cielo negro y celeste
aludiendo al cielo
azul y verde
te veo en un suspiro
azul y verde
corriendo, maquina de musculos
magia pagana
azul y verde
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I promise to live forever.
In a town full of rotting corpses,
near these docks basking guts & fish scales in the sun.
How can anyone ever gain any idea
of true love..
I met mine in the mountain.
One of the glorious mornings that breathe me in
almost as much as breathe them.
My love used to look at me perched from
the highest trees
It would wait inside the earth
and I would dig it out.
Even today I can...
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“Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman...”
– William Congreve
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i want my kisses back
The suns set over grassland. I wait for the light to sweep over. In the distance a supple wind makes the trees flinch. They stand forever anxious for suns and the eastbound wind that brings thoughts of olive skin & a slight scent of vineyards. Our luxury lies in the flexibility to capture these moments. “As sweet as spring falling”. Fleeting moments, like the rush of cold water while the suns...
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5am
5am
ten plus the rest
half hours that don’t count
i sleep
less than
an albatross
5am
raccoon lady
hit by trucks
in dreams
no more
dreams
5am
look at her hair
no sleep
it tells
no smile
you can see
5am
oh dear
i think awake
yet am under yellow stupor
drunk on thought
lack of
fluff
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mottled bottled blue
This yearning
to bask in
California sunshine,
brought on
by the thought
of bright colors
& loving you.
The ghost of ghosts missed me,
searching still for a way back.
Coming down, coming down.
Very mellow yellow.
Their halo more vibrant
than ever
& loving you.
Bring peace home
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“Everything is theoretically impossible, until it is done.”
– Robert Heinlein
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candid & splendid
Leading with the left glued to the floor
Farther than day in the cold suns
Until we are bestowed
Time and time again, with
Pure thoughts that stray
More than this universe can
& can they stay
Surely there is a moment for trials
Then it could be considered
Certainly there is a possibility
For more than universe
& threading needles in thoughts.
These will tell stories
Dear,...
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yo yo yo yo[egoismo]
Solo soy una de muchas personas. Vivo en una “isla” que se encuentra entre fantasías y verdadero caos. [A veces quiero decir mucho más de lo que pienso]
Vengo de un pueblo pequeño, montañoso y muy aburrido. Todos son mafuteros o alcohólicos sin razón. La razón llega después de que se joden.
Los que pueden, se van rápido y no vuelven por aquí. Y el resto de alguna forma encuentra el...
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“But this, all pleasures fancies be;
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I...”
– John Donne
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grams of space
Your spirals chase me
into less than lives
on mercury highs & endless
plutonian dreams.
Regardless, a
lack of purpose
in shapely spirals
that tend toward
irrelevance,
is best explained by a
less than negative gravity,
that pulls every single
strand of my heart
into your constantly
expanding orbit.
Oh dear, be less than dark matter
& more radiant light.
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“The fish trap exists because of the fish. Once you’ve gotten the fish you...”
– Chuang Tzu
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gone past my door
I’m bored to tears.
Fall into the years. And finally vanquish my fears.
Just remember to cover your ears As you watch the evil disappear.
Do not fret, oh dear. Do not yet mourn your peers.
Not yet have they been caught by descending spears. They will not be, if someone interferes.
Wishes them away, or captures them with magical spheres. Then you’ll keep them, as...
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visto azul, veo pasados que nunca pasaron
Vi al viento llevarse el zumbido de noche
que queda siempre atrapado entre estos gigantes dormidos
Y en mi montaña se sienten las bestias del tiempo
moverse entre la espesa tierra y el eterno cielo.
Durante un instante antes de cada suspiro,
veo el viento y siento el tiempo
acurrucándose con las vagancias de la madera antigua
en esta gran memoria que soñé algún dia
Pero desperte
para...
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it's heavy & it hurts & it's love
Too much licorice is bad for you.
Ninjas have a “god mode” button. Said ninjas are also cute.
I’d rather listen to happy music.
Talking about nothing is good for you.
Wearing short pants can be awkward sometimes.
Bacon party~!
Everyone is pregnant.
Bacon party~~!!!
Bacon!!!!
Puertoricans are all related.
The parking lot in front of Walgreens is quite...
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veo gris
pasajero el ruido,
levantando el tu de mis sueños,
pensamiento entero
nacido de mis manos, hierro.
como tu no hay
ni en pensamientos
de sublimes sueños,
solo en ellos mismos, quizas tu.
protesta el viento
levantandome de ti,
de tu familiar perfume a vivo.
metalico hedor,
tu sudor,
tus sueños
que titilan en el borde mi.
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practicando Esperanto bajo la lluvia
Los niños comen matemáticas.
Entendido que no pueden vivir sin ellas.
A veces imaginan como seria
Caminar sin calcular
Hablar sin calcular
Suspiran. Suspiran.
¿Podrán ser libres?
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Perishables
Can you SEE the contempt in my words.
Blind is a bat.
still, he can feel
skin is sensible to skin
to thought
or bats
Hearts may see without eyes.
we hold sight so dear.
so dear.
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vivo
Pienso en la vida que no estoy viviendo
Lo que podria estar pasando si existiera esa vida.
Ya no me sorprendo cuando no me hablas
Pero en otra vida estaria muy molesta.
Aprendi a no pensar para vivir por mas tiempo
No se mucho de la vida
Pero se mucho de lo que no estoy viviendo
Pienso en los dias que no esta lloviendo
Que mucha gente entristecida con el cielo gris
Pero a mi me gusta la...
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“One by one we fall. Out of love.
In a box. With snakes.”
– Nicole Fraticelli
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lunatics employ all means
How sweet your lips. They calm the thirst, caused by this fiery abyss.
Of course our vile actions put us here in the first place. But if you think of it this way, I wouldn’t acknowledge their sweetness if I lived in a state of never ending nirvana.
Maybe a few fortnights in this inferno will cause us to rearrange our lives and become proud examples of “humans”. It would humor...
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“Death smells like freshly cut grass and sulfur. Virgil told me in a dream. Most...”
– Nicole Fraticelli
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mountains sleep in your veins
Kill her for the sake
of one mans life.
To save humanity
from it’s reckless plan.
Having the only reason
to forget the things
that hurt the most.
Erase all memory of all.
Leave the tea dregs
at the bottom of the cup
So I can tell you a future
most uncertain.
While the I.V. slowly drips
your precious blood back in,
in lovely intervals.
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the secret life of pink elephants
Kill my attention span.
Just a little bit of magic needed
To sever my hold to normality
All my tiny linked books,
with assorted flavors.
Now just pages torn off a candy store
Get flown about, as daffodils in the sun.
Connections to insanity
are never breached.
Unless you slaughter all defenses
with bouts of tickles and disasters.
Then watch walls of fences disappear.
And my mental...
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mother nature's son
Grass swayed by my whispers
and the sun, as golden as ever
hides behind the hilltop garden.
I never am there.
Perfection.
encouraged by slightly
strenuous remarks.
There is no one ever
not a person to see
Perfection.
This sun is stuck
in my head,
it plays with my current perception.
& may be forgetting
that I saw this before
in photographs
of places I’ve never been to.
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too fancy #1
Slightly unheard of
Therefore unnerving.
Life by mine.
Tables elongated
by pleasant peasant fools
Knowing nothing
Lacking substance of internal
jolly butterflies
Everywhere there are
lots of Piggies
Violinists and affairs.
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don't pass me by
Let’s revolutionize the ethereal butchered up remaining bits of intergalactic attack.
Gazelles!
Zebras!
Both victims to the same tyrant.
Incessant and volatile death,
those who never were
didactic masters for themselves
turn to speak,
no words remain.
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maximum disobedience
……and then she said
“Life is nothing more,
it never will be completely useful”
All agreed and left the room.
Now, half empty
thoughts filled it.
Close encounters to the most irreverent feeling.
Broken windows, thatched up with plain paper.
Joking about the orderly end of life, is only a joke.
We pass away the time that never really
was the time of any one person....
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perdition
Ideas that never sleep
Dreams pretending a reality
then we exist
and creating a resistance
against abnormalities
that standout
in their unexplanation
The top hats
& fancy rings
will rule our existence.
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german song
Life is but a dream
Those restless nights, they don’t exist.
The ones you love, only figments.
When you sleep, a dream within a dream.
A lovers touch
An angel fallen
The things you feel
Aren’t really there…
So life is still life.
But nothing matters.
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sleepless
Hear death swiftly creeping up on the light
Now it is dark as moonless night
And awkward ideas will fight
With all their might.
Tell me if you may
What really makes us.
Sleepless.
Continuous suggestions
That confirm we have no need
to escape our daily masquerade.
Just run, escape forever
Into another.
One.
A life unheard of
Sleeping only when you speak
and dreaming in dreams.
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not there yet
abandon
cat eyes and soft nods
wake up a soul
empty of feeling
or maybe full
upside down people
right side up thoughts
unlike many
the normal kind
like flowers
lost socks and chairs
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henry
missing
can cause
a familiar feeling of dread
to well up under ones eyes.
until another comes to stop
the sad madness
and makes a rainbow
out of a bucket of fish heads.
no thing could change
the fact that tears were shed
for mere thoughts
that corrupt a simple human.
turning a nice conversation
into hateful remarks,
which create this sort of never ending upwards spiral.
then...
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Of colors, complimentary meals
Love conquers thought.
Thought is green.
Love, greener than thought.
What other feeling?
Blue, maybe.
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oh, nonsense. science is the answer.
Not so obvious
to many
Orange soda and forgetfulness
correlate.
But we never know
what is affected
when either are missing.
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never ever
Delirious.
In empty corridors I see you.
Oh why!
This spiritual mindfuck is too much.
Palpitations in my head,
altercations.
Are you dead? No.
You are just indifferent
to my daily schedule.
Empty eyes.
Frequently staring.
In the first row,
no learning
to be done today.
I see you again at the front door.
I am dealing with the ordinary, while caught in the imaginary.
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