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May 1st, 2008
01:15 am
my name is lucille and i know how you feel
i live downstairs
i hear you taking out your garbage
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April 16th, 2008
12:38 am
home, home again
i like to be here when i can
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April 9th, 2008
06:30 pm
just come look at what your brother did.
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March 4th, 2008
07:41 pm
on the road
out of road
going out
out of gas
out of road
out of car
out of everything at last
out, out rent a car
got yourself a crazy walk
bowlegged walk
late at night on the side of the road
out of gas and i should have known better oh yeah
palm tree houses, way down the lane
i was excited but usually i hate to see them
i need to fast forward life a little bit.
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January 31st, 2008
10:22 am
Amy Meng posted this poem on Facebook and I decided I wanted it for myself:
"The thing is" by Ellen Bass
to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you've held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.
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August 7th, 2007
11:58 pm
you're the loud sound of fun when i'm trying to sleep.
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July 22nd, 2007
01:40 am
i am still not at homeostasis.
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December 31st, 2006
12:43 pm
Oh gotta see, gotta know right now
What's that riding on your everything?
It isn't anything at all
Oh gotta see, gotta know right now
What's that writing on your shelf
In the bathrooms and the bad motels?
No one really cared for it at all
Not the gravity plan
Early, early in the morning
It pulls all on down my sore feet
I wanna go back to sleep
In the motions and the things that you say
It all will fall, fall right into place
As fruit drops, flesh it sags
Everything will fall right into place
When we die, some sink and some lay
But at least I don't see you float away
And all the spilt milk, sex and weight
It all will fall, fall right into place
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December 27th, 2006
12:38 pm
vortex reunion pt. 2
I LOVE IT ALREADY.
whoaitszoe: omg, second time in .....5 months
Dann and avarice: sorry if I was at all weird this morning
Dann and avarice: I don't remember
Dann and avarice: HAHAH
Dann and avarice: *hahah
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