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Spells Antarctic
Shell electric, yell, oh yellow girl, you’ve pearl swirls on your back, curl bolts inside electrocuting me to you, you to me, then shock echoes back, me to you. Spells Antarctic, snow, oh snowbow girl, you’ve sleet furl… -
Juniper Tree (lyrics)
March, I think, The Juniper Tree, he, caught some madness. Blindpoetwoodenboy, The Juniper Tree, he, held his blossoms back. Fall, fall, fall for, grow tall for, the lovely grey rain sky; it's sorry, starving Hummingbird… -
What Leaves Me Spinning
What leaves me spinning is imagining what brought us here, not just the wars and the sex. I mean also, the random collisions in space; the ones that waited for the mammals. I mean also, the ancestors that didn’t stay w… -
"Untitle"
You’re an instance when It Occurs. A thief Writing love In someone else’s journal; It Occurs. A finch Singing steal Words in your journal. An instance when you’re It Occurs. A leave Taken. Left Post-Its In someone else… -
Cronos
‘went to a tea party with Father Time, an’ he loved us like old friends at bedtime. “You’ll have the best lives,” he rhymed, “If you remember you’re alive this one time and have such a perceptive conscious mind toward wh… -
Old Country Radio on a Snowy April Morning
Ceasing sleeping, I’ve noticed something about waking up to snowstorms; it carries that same consciousness that comes with old country love forms. The day sings their repeating themes and mainstream two-dime rhyme sche… -
Tocsin
I’ve an admonition to advise, reader of mine: to not come to be, please, in any regard, so aged and hard, you couldn’t be crumbling in love, above having your own thrown stone echoing emotion down the road. -
Blank Canvas
Were I a great person, I could love you as much, Blank Canvas, as a priceless Raphael, yet as I am, I have so little to give; you’re better off with a roulette wheel, or in an orphanage system, with at least a small chan… -
Christmas Poem
It’s bad weather for flying, but I heard someone has to do it. And mom says to sleep; well I’m trying but my eyelids won’t agree to it. I hate the Christmas music, playing through speakers in the … -
About Scissors and Impossible-Color Boys
I’ve felt this impossible a thousand times; like if I wasn’t me and you not you too, I could maybe say, “hi”, and you’d say “hey, you..” And maybe you’d mark me if I were famous, or prob’ly you already stay up in you…
cloudcrash
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- Name: Jason
- Country: United States
- State: Idaho
- Metro: Twin Falls
- Birthday: 12/20/1986
- Gender: Male
- Member Since: 12/6/2005
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Sam at 5am
In October, tape a note on my door; note doesn’t s... -
Untitled
Cycles are all wrong; circadian’s evidence that gr... -
Spells Antarctic
Shell electric, yell, oh yellow girl, you’ve pearl...
