April 2013
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Refined height
Three cowboys eating denial for dinner. Nine business men praying on old women for supper. Five vampire children reading dickens to a bone grave. Twenty one angels waiting to exist. Thirteen lepers making love to school children. 11 apostles waiting for the last breakfast. Fifteen blocks between hell and the west village. Seven odd reasons to find the front of a taxi and fall.
Apr 3rd
Only the unwanted thoughts are awake these days…
Apr 3rd
March 2013
2 posts
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Artifact
The ground bleeds Judas As cities scream Venus Rough hands pull her by the neck I wept for you my sister I’d fight for them (our mothers) Though indifference divides While Complexities confide Congruent extensions of faith Was a laughing cloud Dissipating in the wind “There is no god to save us now.”
Mar 8th
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Yesteryear
Begot me green leaves Tell me tales beneath the wales Of child birds with tiny ails Clean my feet when I have lost Clear this thought when I am not “We are all Heroes to nobody, But we were once lovers in some body…”
Mar 7th
February 2013
1 post
Feb 8th
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November 2012
1 post
the astronaut proxy 2nd draft
The Astronaut Proxy By Nicholas Duff You never heard of the astronaut proxy? Then read and become rich with knowledge my sisters and my brothers. If they ask who told you, tell em from the mouth of old man GRACE ROY JONES (All sixty eight years and two hundred and twenty pounds of me). I am the voice from Coney Island to the belt, from the bridge to Nassau, I am Brooklyn. Hear it in my GOT’ DAMN...
Nov 26th
October 2012
9 posts
Oct 26th
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Oct 25th
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“Who cares? Not me.”
Oct 23rd
ListenI think I’m going to keep posting jams until...
Oct 21st
*Working title* (song)
Verse 1 The house came alive and I ran away I have no time, and I will not sleep meanwhile insides are spilled out, but I’m still awake, just not feeling great and a graveyard train runs through my head it never stops, and Im always late but I wish these corpses would get up and leave or maybe dance, like an expired dream chorus 1 In a little house In a little town everyone ...
Oct 20th
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The castle
Hysterical Unbearable The walls, the floors The water, the mores Surrounding Confounding The silence, the finance The anguish,the ambivalence “Im starving on a diet of anti-solidarity And the throne room doors are locking you out.”
Oct 14th
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9:15 October 10th
Locking your keys in your car is not how you want to start off your 2 hour commute. I’m writing this so I remember how dumb I can be.
Oct 10th
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Oct 7th
Oct 2nd
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September 2012
31 posts
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Keepsake
Speckled wounds Pinhole bludgeons Stone by stone A personified blight Beneath the timid timber lying Engraved behind the tigers lie A novice grieves a Goliath’s novella And a lover sleeps just fine tonight
Sep 30th
Sep 28th
Sep 28th
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My brother said I was a horrible poet. No more writing for this guy!
Sep 27th
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Sep 27th
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“If my affections formed a rope they would hang me.”
Sep 26th
I smiled once, and a child cried It never viewed a prettier sight And there for it had to die I’m an abortionist Not an abolitionist For I don’t believe in politics I’m not a faked face lunatic Just crazy, and for the record out of my mind…
Sep 25th
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Sep 25th
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Sep 25th
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Sep 25th
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Four hands would be better then none More progress in the field More data in the forest When I was 9, I was so happy I died When I was 11, I came back not so nice Four legs would be Better then one Who likes pirates anyway?
Sep 24th
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Sep 21st
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Sep 21st
291 notes
2 tags
Sep 21st
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Sep 20th
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“The sky darkens. Automobiles stop and go. Venice sinks. Everything that is,...”
– George Hitchcock I understand this so much! Hegel reference!Awesome!
Sep 19th
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Memoirs of Montauk
Tiny buildings Floating isles A vineyard meadow And a late train rides
Sep 19th
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Sep 19th
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Sep 18th
Sep 17th
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I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by...
youngest3: Part from Howl.  By Allen Ginsberg. Yes!
Sep 17th
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Models to mothers to models again...
I see you sulking in your skin Waiting in your car Reapplying your thick mascara your black lung tar You have dreams? Do you have a clue? Or are you choking on designer names While your family becomes a zoo Sagittarius A we should call you An endless empty void A bathtub is screaming your name Bring the toaster, silence the noise
Sep 17th
Here comes the fall
These days are strange, and I kind of feel confused…
Sep 17th
“Infinite death times infinity”
Sep 17th
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Sep 15th
“Sometimes I hate everything. Even me.”
Sep 14th
Sep 11th
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Sep 11th
2 notes
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Sep 11th
Just sleep
I Wake to the sound of your voice Caught inside my head The dark room has noise Between the pillow and my ear I scream loud, but nothing comes out I talk low, but the hum is all we know Can you hear me? Am I still dreaming? A wave comes crashing in Smashing my building brick by brick A boy rides a rocking horse A short life was not his choice But is it anyone’s anyway Not me, not...
Sep 10th
Sep 10th
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August 2012
1 post
Lion
From a distance I see you coming A hungry song I heard you humming “oh where, oh where, can my baby be?” With blood on your face And flesh on your teeth Miles away I had no fear But now your mane is near my ear And I want so bad to kiss your neck Make love with your words Inhale your breath hair wild like autumn eyes tame like July Your the one I’ve always wanted...
Aug 29th
July 2012
3 posts
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WatchWatch
Garba…
Jul 7th
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WatchWatch
Weddings….
Jul 1st
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The short memoirs of a peanut butter and jelly...
I once had a grade school “crush.” I told her so during lunch. She laughed and blushed. Her thoughts still hush. Now I’m “smooshed” on the pavement.
Jul 1st