Friday, March 4, 2016 at 1:46 am

I think I’ll turn you to stone this taste in my mouth the space your words floating higher out of reach dirt is my crown and it pulls me deep tangled thoughts or memories it’s all the same so I’ll look you in the eyes and see you as stone Perhaps a shrine in time

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Pluto ‘n Saturn

Tuesday, September 23, 2014 at 4:12 pm

It’s dirty work being a lover, seems there is always something missed in the cleanup, little betrayals seep into the fibers, sometimes unseen, sometimes without scent, or stain, but there in the sheet weave marks are made. I think of sweet release and silence in the dark of so many moments that bind one to […]

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Saturday, May 17, 2014 at 9:49 pm

Rabbitman, you take my dreams and twist. I think I thought this period was going to be less, or perhaps more. It’s hard to know where half way is but I think I am on the other side because the light is different and my heart is somehow changed. It’s funny because I have these […]

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Thursday, February 20, 2014 at 3:37 pm

Mamo, This was the first year that your death date came and went, that I did not pause, that I forgot – Mamo, I have finally moved on with only your light in my heart, love is all that remains. This exile has been ages. There was never a child that loved her mother more […]

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Saturday, December 14, 2013 at 9:15 pm

To be part of something, part of other peoples world Lives We all live lives Spokes in wheels on roads The world has been infiltrated and they say it’s a conspiracy. Emotion, compassion, connection, these things are dying out. Surely singularity is near and those of us not willing to sacrifice the beauty of error […]

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What a breakdown looks like

Wednesday, December 4, 2013 at 9:48 pm

You may spend years looking for something you forgot about More time in bed than out of bed You realize that everything has invisible strings, even solitude When the cat breaks your favorite pretties and you just clean up the mess and return to bed When your planning includes what you can do without Remembering […]

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Wednesday, October 30, 2013 at 4:20 pm

It’s easy to make me the villain; I sure do a good job without even trying. I wonder about what is unseen. Does the thought of me sting the tongue; make you grind your teeth…  When is the score settled and the hidden revealed. I’m so ashamed of all the things I’ve done in my […]

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Canopy & ground cover

Friday, September 13, 2013 at 4:59 pm

I wear long robes like a holy woman Like a person stepped away This world is not mine Or the people, no, the people are not mine Only the sound of the trees and animals soothe me So I wear long robes like a holy woman Where did it all go wrong, this world’s people […]

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solitarius isle

Monday, August 26, 2013 at 11:49 am

  Lonely girls are dangerous girls All the hours Steep Steep Steeping too long The bitter notes come Loneliness sends out shoots Roots Tendrils We want to know why the nights are dark and without end Girls think about lingering kisses Flesh on flesh Being possessed Even I, on this island look to the horizon […]

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And her, And her, And her

Tuesday, May 14, 2013 at 5:28 pm

In my dreams you are so mean You cheat And lie I wake up nervous for my heart My choices And you It’s what I get for being so unseen The girls are always catching your eye Your double and triple takes Your smiles and drinks Your lies I do not exist in your outside […]

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Saturday, February 16, 2013 at 9:19 pm

I am fire You will see I burn before your cruel gaze You will feel the heat I am salt and tears too You will be carried away in lofty float I am death beyond your reach You shall reach

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No, to yesterday

Monday, December 31, 2012 at 3:35 pm

Forgetting the days behind Letting go of memory’s grip I’ve rotated there long enough Some nights whittle me down Silly me — Silly you I came down from the moon to the sound of a call And to the moon I return Whittled away My mother, the vastness of space My father, a nebula Those […]

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Saturday, September 15, 2012 at 3:36 am

Do you know what loneliness is To be alone Lonely  

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Shrining in the sky

Thursday, August 9, 2012 at 12:13 am

  It’s no secret I’ve had a rough go of it in life. I started on the wrong foot and never really could get the swing of things ever since.  I’ve been lied to by just about everyone, cheated on, beat up, raped, lost some of my favorite people to death, belittled, talked down to, […]

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The day in bed

Thursday, July 19, 2012 at 11:07 pm

I’m done over here for awhile. From time to time I will put a little something up. This blog was a passage for me. A way to bloodlet. You know who you are. These raw (no filters) photo’s are from yesterday. Goodbye.          

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Photos from my week

Thursday, July 19, 2012 at 10:50 pm

  Gin was my lover this night.    

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Sunday, July 1, 2012 at 12:46 am

This distance is an illusion, I know. I dream of you every night. There is no space between us, none. Don’t be cold, baby. I’m waiting like ol’ merlin entombed. Let me in from the dark. It’s cold with only this dream to keep me. The thought of you in me. I smell you sometimes. […]

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Them Tarot

Tuesday, June 12, 2012 at 8:30 am

  I pulled that card again. You all bound round like that. I didn’t tear up, it was just the heat, you know, sweaty. It’s the dreams that make that card look bad.

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From my eyes

Friday, March 16, 2012 at 2:11 am

Sometimes I want to lie down in a field and let the grass grow over my weary days, to wake up in another time entangled tree roots and crocus bulbs. To let you all go as I close my eyes, that I may dream everything is as I see it, not this dark churning in […]

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Saturday, February 18, 2012 at 6:38 pm

I wait Always with the image of you walking towards me Your icy stance barely conceals the fire within You do not fool me with your burned past it’s there, tender pink, iced I love For all that is unsaid Your words lost Burned away gone I live In the small quiet moments The times […]

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