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Branded Divorce |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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urgent questions tapping head i know the sweat stained headband & full scent of fresh baked bread floating on summer air river systems pushing a full cart remembering to write down the debit before it reaches the bank now, i’m not so hungry i’ve been eating nothing but salad for 8 years….and i can’t remember the poem while coffee for one becomes my nature the compass zig-zags, hugging my cheeks and the window refuse to open i’ve forgotten something…. oh, i remember how it was, vaguely free weight of luminous nights and essentials saying so many words kinda like fiber optics squeezing colors into silken beds….just for us to paint every bridge was another we built together… like mutual friends taking the long way home now, while putting the groceries away the list reads, only milk, bread and eggs i hear secrets of roses opening into pure drafty corners corners which bite my ring finger like a fraud, who yawns when women cry the clouds are low to the ground listening for paradise blue and withered and i can’t for the life of me remember the time when i owned that blustering lust wanting to know everything, bout everything now i bite the silence i should have known better it bites me back…imagine…this unfitting folly of absent minded absolution succumbing, ravishing me with whimsy howls cling to my door, like an impotent drug with bird flu my insurance is running on empty but i embrace each scoring shift and sensory skill like the light of a full moon obscure shines light on the devil’s tears like the if in sci-fi it was the getaway which turns on defense now, moody still life looses ambition and steven segal doesn’t even know I exist but, hey, i only need color prints once in a while then, i think about the power of pay checks and the shelf life of a flawless jewel the one launched by a simple invisible arrow and I wonder bout tidal surges buckling garage doors while picking up the Saturday morning cartoon schedule... |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Very poignant, LeeJ! "then, i think about the power of pay checks and the shelf life of a flawless jewel the one launched by a simple invisible arrow"  |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ A party of symbols and I don't know which the most interesting. Good morning sweet. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
So many excellent lines, LeeJ. How life and love change us....you describe it well! ....jo |
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stevebrklynnyc Member
since 2004-01-04
Posts 292GA, Camden |
I enjoyed it miss lee j, unlike you, I am hoping to find someone for many years to write about the very same stuff, lol  |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You made me remember a few past writes... this being one... /pip/Forum18/HTML/000752.html And there's another... but I don't think I did them the justice you've done, here. Nah, I think I'll hang my pens out to dry, and just read you. |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
Like always, :smiles: Good job -Juju Juju - 1.) a magic charm or fetish 2.)Magic 3.)A taboo connected woth the use of magic |
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