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crayola cranesI  (coincidentally taking up drawing again  
instead of  
focusing on the topographical lines of a poem)  now try to concentrate on  lines that make mountains and  "every tree needs a friend" a la Bob Ross.   
("i'll say" is what she says and I respond with)  "believe you me"   
believe you me  i'm trying as hard as i can to  fold crayola images into cranes  in hopes that they will  fly to life  and land on your fingertips. crayola cranes
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i do noti lack creativity for metaphor for i do not want to insult you with words said in past tense, as you would insult me with saying my love to you is like a flower or some shit like that.   
i had a dream last night that you were sitting in the dirt drawing pictures with your fingers in the filth and i, not knowing the meaning, could not love you more,   
i lack the creativity to compare you to something beautiful because i can say inane things like you are the definition of beauty for i would be offended if you said such a thing to me.   
 and in my head before i slept i thought of pressing my finger into your i do not
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thoughts had...in three years i may have a mid-life crisis. thoughts had...
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the oceanI.  childhood drifts like debris on polluted waters  it is too late to find seashells that excite one's wandering stubbed fingers,  with the little fingernails,  and the little fingertips.   
the awe of laughter in a child's voice and  miracles of shooting stars  dissipate forever into nothing,  burned by the salty ocean.   
dr. seuss riddles no longer make wonderers  out of young minds and trees no longer make  for good hammocks.   
all lose touch with one's innerness.   
II.  she drinks like she is bottomless  and talks like her throat will never the ocean
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Grocery StoreGrocery Store   
refrigerated muscle  stacked and packed and heaps of red red red  striated, bundled, marbled pink  ground and sliced, pounded with gritty herbs  a troll's trove of stacks of plastic-wrapped animal pieces  on styrofoam trays with watery Kool-Aid blood  
chocolate livers in snap-lid buckets,  tongues, gizzards, flanks, tripe like deflated jellyfish  stripped surgically from bare pink skeletons  naked, knobbly spines of many many chickens and hoofstock  somewhere there is an acre of bones, no, acres  stripped to line chilly walls with soft and wet red things   Grocery Store
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Th Riddle O Allhallows-HarvestTwo gentlemen converse, both round and sweet,  Beside each sir resides a perfect rounded madam.  Whose woody hair is cropped and kept up neat.   They all wear suits that gleam like polished yams.   
They eat and drink, and revel quietly together,  Yet never smile, or smirk or frown or nod  And despite their joy in autumn’s pristine weather,  their faces remain blank— for why? It is quite odd.   
When mordant winter arrives they find demise,  Cut off from life and brought to rest aside  Above them shine eight gleeful goblin eyes,  And goblin claws that  s c r a t c h  and  p Th Riddle O Allhallows-Harvest
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the desperado effect 
   we saw the stars, dangling               so free, self-luminous so we  released, rehung and dimmed them  o'er our own streets         in our own bedrooms well i wonder  
    where the green light  
 of the milky way went at night  because i still remember the desperado effect
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Astenie
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Tue Sep 25, 2007, 1:52 PM
Ouch ouch ouch! My heart my heart my heart!

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~ShieldedWords:iconShieldedWords: Mar 15, 2009, 7:05:42 PM
I adore your every word. :heart:

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And you're the only place that feels like home
Just so you know, you'll never know
And some secrets weren't meant to be told
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~puppydawgkilla:iconpuppydawgkilla: Apr 7, 2009, 10:06:07 PM
Oh thank you thank you. I was feeling down in the dumps and you totally made me feel better with your comment. Thank you thank you!

<3

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find the bars; escape captivity.
~ShieldedWords:iconShieldedWords: Apr 8, 2009, 4:42:17 PM
:heart:

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And you're the only place that feels like home
Just so you know, you'll never know
And some secrets weren't meant to be told
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~deadpoet363:icondeadpoet363: Jul 16, 2008, 10:13:02 PM
If you would like something to write about, take this into consideration. They always say that pictures are worth a thousand words. I believe it often goes the other way. Are there any phrases, things people say to you or that you say that describe more than a picture could possibly convey? "I love you" is a good example for me.

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My pen bleeds and beats with each stroke, with each metaphor it strikes a chord and words come to life.
~Patches363:iconPatches363: Apr 20, 2008, 12:40:59 PM
Wow, spam much. Anyways I just wanted to say again how much I like your poetry. Like waking up and discovering that you're still in a dream (That's a good thing). You've really influenced me and my writing, and I just wanted to throw a thank you your way. :hug:

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May the fire from my pen scorch the skin of hades.
~puppydawgkilla:iconpuppydawgkilla: May 27, 2008, 5:17:45 PM
OH my gosh! I never had such a nice compliment in my life!!! You really brightened my day! I'm sorry I haven't gotten back to you sooner, I just now checked my front page! I'll make sure my thanks comes to you.

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find the bars; escape captivity.
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!jessicamadison:iconjessicamadison: Mar 1, 2008, 5:25:43 AM
Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?

Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?


It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift

but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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!laurythompson:iconlaurythompson: Aug 29, 2007, 12:46:42 AM
OMG! you're a GENIUS! Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ? Free to enter, 100k prize. You MUST win it!
Mood: Joy ~catgirldanni:iconcatgirldanni: Mar 1, 2007, 3:27:48 PM
love ur stuff! Its great and its just so refreshing to know that sometimes someone feels like i do and they get it out on paper.
Mood: Cheerful ~puppydawgkilla:iconpuppydawgkilla: Mar 5, 2007, 12:34:47 AM
thanks muchly!

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find the bars; escape captivity.
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