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Cheese Fries with Gravy
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Cheese Fries with Gravy |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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removed and empty casually forsaking magic & moon glows light of dawn, erases all minute men retiring after that first afternoon devoid of living proof except through the glass of their own windows… outstretched, groping for spirit dwellers distortion, eats ethereal reflections whose fears come out at night, hiding behind human emptiness substances with cheshire grins micro bursts of well meaning, beaten paths hidden by obscurities, that i would come to know intimately tomorrow changes burned out street lights to sweet songs of familiar spring tattoos painted on the forehead of my room mate we turn homes into castles she is the flesh of mine soul filled desires when i’m to afraid to think for whatever reasons, some school bell screeches across the girth of my door i try to sleep in, but the alarm echoes a need for habitual exercise while smirking at my mama’s home made recipes pulling me back toward it’s source embarrassment spills out of my book giving me a mild scent of practicality shaking me hard…and ridden with guilt! just to remind me, to remember what they stood for gravity pulling them onto a road of passers by filled with memories to, standing on the other side pointing to a small balloon, stumbling drunkenly touching a weeping rock garden for the wanton of another joint… i could only stare in disbelief, at my own small mind “sheesh”, i uttered, “elvis has left the building” giving new meaning to a day late and a dollar short! faces of people handed me pockets full of ideas without concern for being right simply put, it was the semblance of their namesake existing out of hallucinations…be it compliant dna or excuse to justify walking into traffic? my own sticker always did travel slower paths working through the quirks of keeping balance, sometimes slipping through space, like a deflated helium balloon, heck, better to get out of every one else’s way? where stray days digest weeks and i am always amazed by the obstacles keeping them to myself they’re my own self damning stones that slows you down... nuzzled against my body, are the soft small things that yawn into the day’s end transforming into winged silhouettes that somehow you never really forget finding a different person the next morning… out of respect... so, i press the off button of that alarm repeating, “ok, ok, but i won’t promise not to lock the doors of my mind!!”even if it means another jolt off some infatuated cliff”, while sleepily stumbling into the dorm |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
“so, i press the off button of that alarm repeating, “ok, ok, but i won’t promise not to lock the doors of my mind!!”even if it means another jolt off some infatuated cliff”, while sleepily stumbling into the dorm” A maze of hazy dreams after too many cheese fries? This is a great read Lee J. That last verse had me giggling. A real gem! Enjoyed. JL |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
with a title like that, how could I not wander into this wonderland of imagery and thought - enjoyed this my friend - you are a wonder -  Hugs - SusanIf I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . . |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Lee, I loved this tumbling write! There are so many images to ponder, I'll be back again later to re-read. |
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