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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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palm reading & clairvoyant workshops inverted history, sips an urban sky wearing stilts of flawless energy redundancy amuses itself in a kiosk of ingrown hairs, sacrificed & foregone, unclaimed threats of visions turning toward cannibalism licking, rented tenderloins of ballads naked feelings with meat prongs mustering cries within the chill of death counterparts, of a ceremonial sun unfolding for, not for profit… “so so daring” i think…this influx of silence its essence wanders like perennials beyond, demanding assertions, primal evil gazes at protesting roots, unfolding garlic declaring some secret text of recipes turning pyramids into wrists of breath wearing tax-deductible rhombus oh, ode, to this substance abuse tomorrow’s wannabe, toward self-government defiles the medusa’s flaming ambiguity and so i grasp the concrete, of collective horizons thinking of dropping certain stitches to a resurrected ice age sweater, I’m knitting… leaving a subtle treasure of spores to resurrect campfires, in the void of dimension’s glancing both ways, before crossing over imagination madness, is carried by Sunday morning failures, just as prevalent, to see inside ancient winds, gold braided but reality, takes swimming lessons were fools wait in the empty ruins of electronic green, printing & filling their Easter baskets with freon, wiping the blood off of their statues… just to keep liquid saintly, from seeping into reptilian resistance. What they don’t grasp with their hands Is the manic laughter, the foreclosing of every direction turned gone, gone like life breath, within a density of seeds seeds, that carry on a bit brash, but innovative…sometimes spread across the slick wet face of evolution… in their children’s children and so forth the legacy good, and bad carries…drum beats tilting a slot machines market value |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
LeeJ “so so daring” i think…this influx of silence its essence wanders like perennials beyond, demanding assertions, primal evil gazes at protesting roots, unfolding garlic declaring some secret text of recipes turning pyramids into wrists of breath wearing tax-deductible rhombus" Sometimes, it is difficult to know what to say in reply to such depth of feeling and such excellent word use. So, my mouth hangs open and I pick a favorite part and I hope you understand how much I admire you.  |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Golly gee! Martie just took the words out of my mouth! ~ which happens to be hanging open as well! "and so i grasp the concrete, of collective horizons" ~ Indeed you do! ~ and masterfully! Linda |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
What they don’t grasp with their hands Is the manic laughter, the foreclosing of every direction turned gone, gone like life breath, within a density of seeds seeds, that carry on a bit brash, but innovative…sometimes spread across the slick wet face of evolution… ~*~ They don't grasp it with their minds, either. What has been caught, however, is our attention, at your attention, to all that is around you. |
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