July 2010
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remembering
so i’m sitting here writing a press release and i remember doing this before and i remember being frustrated when i couldn’t find the right words to write to express something i didn’t care too much about but had to do because it was what was important to me at the time (being good at whatEVER is placed before me)
i read recently that shari …? I’m blanking on her...
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lot-less
so i finally went into this huge mouth-piece of a store near my job by wall street and i have to say…
IT’S WORTH IT!!!
I bought two packages of rice crackers at $1.89 each, and one pack of stash chamomile tea bags (20 bags) at $1.99
I was pleased. Especially since I had just spent at least 10 minutes in Duane Reade pondering whether it would ruin my life for me to get potato chips....
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denial
when he asked me where i live i laughed she keeps telling me everything i didn’t know about myself my walk my faith the way i sweat in the night stagnance
i built it so i then came to exactly where i have yet to leave
yet to love something or one always on my own so there is no chance of again when he asked me about our love i said it wasn’t love i liked you, sure in high school i...
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today i write
i have some work to do some assignments to get done before a certain date i wonder if that’s the whole point of assignments….to have deadlines
that then cannot be moved
anyways, i have work to do and now it seems, the time to do it which now brings up the issue of pressure
to attain ones own goals without being distracted by one’s self
soooo, in an effort to keep creating...
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exercise
in water in memory bodies hold
onto some things real like stains tattoos bruises beatings don’t count though fade into background like secondary colors
everything else is mental the choosing to stay with the light and how it fell on his smiling teeth brisk and brilliant in their power to change mood to silver from gray
smell doesn’t permeate dizziness stands still years later...
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she touched my breast i didn’t really like it or not at all
yes
i didn’t like it but it stayed there like white on paper (that has yet to be changed) penless, colorless
didn’t feel like much more than violation course that’s kind of like home unlocked doors closed eyes forced to open at inconvenient times
voices yelling glass in tact music playing do you believe in what...
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always words with me
there are always words with me, following me sometimes haunting me always near to me i walk with the likes of shadows, even in the nighttime darkness accompanies me with the stealth of a stranger and the boldness of bright sunshine at noon
i walk with knowing words in my ears ipod iwalk with wisdom weary sometimes awake alltimes
i can’t take them off these words they pour from my lips like...
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i went home
and now i’m at work… while i was home i think i realized i don’t always like the way my mother’s mind works
i think i expected to
we did enjoy shopping together how is it that shopping brings us womenfolk together so effortlessly?
well now, i’m facebooking, wrangling with this new fangled idea of an open relationship
i guess it’s the same as being w/ someone...
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when tears threaten
the angels crowd around with their wide wings to cover the wounds and bring their healing holding heavenly power of love
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ou est mon amour?
maybe it’s because i listen to songs like this: and if our friends and family can’t bear to see us both happy/then it’ll be just you and me against the world
maybe that’s why i have this yet unshattered concept of love that conquers nations (and breaks backs every now and then too)
from then on i knew that by you being in my life things were destined to change cause...
