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I AM TRYING TO MAKE SENSE
Apr 17, 2011
Nov 26, 2010
fall+rush
old poem from a couple months ago--a very tumultuous time for me
I say I miss you
idk
but I really mean
I miss
this it and,
those things
you know that
like…
arms
held me back+
tight
before screenlight
night
time prayer
put me to
sleep
and I told
you already
I’m not…
she says
she miss
me but
we
never
been
I think I
couldn’t
be
there when
I started to
slip she’s
there falling
steady as
faucet drip
I’m gone
for now
being too
into my
own thing
to be seen
right now
her eyes
hold me
up too much
need to feel
this fall
+rush
Aug 22, 2010
you're
you're the
girl tom waits
sings about in
'invitation to the blues'
saving that one
for when she's
feeling really down
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UM
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girl tom waits
sings about in
'invitation to the blues'
saving that one
for when she's
feeling really down
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UM
ATIB
Aug 21, 2010
Aug 19, 2010
room noon3
didntsleepmuch night
dawn light surprised me
and I creaked down the stairs
and sat on the front steps
unplugged my alarm clock by accident
about a week ago and left it blinking
in its own time more or less three
hours behind normal don't know
what that means
putting away clean clothes the string+
the lightbulb thing I was doing last night
is on my desk I totally forgot about that one
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dawn light surprised me
and I creaked down the stairs
and sat on the front steps
unplugged my alarm clock by accident
about a week ago and left it blinking
in its own time more or less three
hours behind normal don't know
what that means
putting away clean clothes the string+
the lightbulb thing I was doing last night
is on my desk I totally forgot about that one
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UM
ATIB
Aug 18, 2010
if I keep this shit up
if I keep this shit up I'll be
in some prison boarded up
behind two walls nearly
blank white cells
sitting closed on a shelf
holding in nothings like
"and wrapped around
our rough infinity
we find ourselves---"
on page 23 that no one
wants to read...
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in some prison boarded up
behind two walls nearly
blank white cells
sitting closed on a shelf
holding in nothings like
"and wrapped around
our rough infinity
we find ourselves---"
on page 23 that no one
wants to read...
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UM
ATIB
a journal entry
thought I'd share it, had a lot of fun writing it!
feel really good and that things are clearing up. I realize that whatever I do it should make me happy+taste the air+stretch+love. That I'm here to make the outside a reflection of whats inside, so I have to make my inside full of love, peace, joy, balance, laughter+passion. Why not?Listened to all of Five Leaves Left and Pink Moon by Nick Drake today. What great albums!!!! I like him a lot because his playing is muddled+clear, his compositions are low+high. It's reflective but also in the moment. I like it and it puts me where he is. Communicates things that can't be said. TRUE ART! EXPRESSING THE INEXPRESSIBLE! OUR HIGHEST CALLING? OUR GREATEST CURSE?
FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON...
I AM
TRYING
TO MAKE
SENSE
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UM
ATIB
feel really good and that things are clearing up. I realize that whatever I do it should make me happy+taste the air+stretch+love. That I'm here to make the outside a reflection of whats inside, so I have to make my inside full of love, peace, joy, balance, laughter+passion. Why not?Listened to all of Five Leaves Left and Pink Moon by Nick Drake today. What great albums!!!! I like him a lot because his playing is muddled+clear, his compositions are low+high. It's reflective but also in the moment. I like it and it puts me where he is. Communicates things that can't be said. TRUE ART! EXPRESSING THE INEXPRESSIBLE! OUR HIGHEST CALLING? OUR GREATEST CURSE?
FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON...
I AM
TRYING
TO MAKE
SENSE
: : :
UM
ATIB
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