~Ieolia
The good doctor.
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n.p.'want to see my view of the skyline?' onto the balcony. he watched her intently. 'this is where I've been dying.' he evaporated as her heart broke.n.p.
by ~Ieolia
sweatvowels resound in memory where all scenes are made golden through dreaming's alchemy why? are we left to decay through time alone?sweat
taut tightropes pull us into ourselves
by ~Ieolia
forgiveStenciled your initials onto bullets in the tuba dark. Shot them into space, riddling angels & their superlative dimension w/ my hatreds. Gunpowder tastes odd in whiskey & bass clefs & blood. An injection of time laced w/ anesthesia. I feel nothing, not even theforgive
smile & wink of my big toe
by ~Ieolia
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romeo and juliet were youngyou know she is lying.romeo and juliet were young
you reason with your belt and it hangs like dark clouds against the skin that pulls with the excuse of gravity.
scientists know nothing about real weight, about real pressure, force and electricity (a hospital full of cut-outs and windows; a sprinkling
&nbs
by ~livingcomforteagle
ign.onei express loss in doubt and gravity. you said life snapped its fingers and wanted you dead. i shook my head because i know how your head turns things over into big oak trees and beautiful sunsets. my mom asked me if i wanted toign.one
go. if i wanted to leave and never turn my head back once, to feel some sort of
self-righteous lump in the back of my throat. i replied in blinking my eyes, slowly at first, then faster until they
decided to dance under puddles with you, and everyone else listening &nb
by ~mesmeric-revelation
ign.four"It's hard laughing these days," she says, quite bloodless and full of whatever magnets are made out of. I've sighed before. I've sighed a lot before, but it's been a while. I don't think I mean the content sort of sigh that escapes one's mouth after eating all of Thanksgiving. I think I mean the restless sigh. The wondering sigh. The horrible sigh that overwhelms andign.four
drops to the ground with a thud.
I think.
This is all one big technical difficulty. /
by ~mesmeric-revelation
The Bandyou vaguely mentioned that there would be miniature urine shrines at the concert, because they wanted to encourageThe Band
respect for public privacy and this was a joke but I saw signs for them that pointed behind disheveled dumpsters so I told you that you
were a prophet while we were waiting on line, and you gasped “hold on, I think God’s calling me. I’ll be right back” it took you ten minutes, whatever you did, and we laughed because you said you’d heard
whispers about enlightened bladders
this was y
by ~cynicalxpoet
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: Open-ended.
- Interests: Powerlifting.
- Favourite movie: There Will Be Blood.
- Favourite band or musician: Tim Hecker.
- Favourite artist: Francis Bacon.
- Favourite poet or writer: Haruki Murakami, Henry Miller.
- Tools of the Trade: Memory.
- Website: http://www.last.fm/user/Ieolia
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