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[Tsotha]

she counts the crumbs allotted her, wonders
if she should bother to eat at all,
if she just abstained completely
would the pangs eventually subside,
if starving to death is a better choice than
enduring the barren emptiness she sees everywhere

You should go out for dinner.

 

[HarryHill]

You should go out for dinner.

Ha! Something south of the border with a little zip
oh the rhymes!

 

[Remec]

The low growl is
alternating between
keeping her awake and
adding another layer to
already dense, inescapable,
dreams--lucidity bears
little importance--but
even when satiated, she
finds the emotional
starvation the least
trauma to deal with,
for now.

 

[Trixareforkids]

Ha! Something south of the border with a little zip
oh the rhymes!

Y'all are bringing the smile back to my face.

 

[HarryHill]

Y'all are bringing the smile back to my face.

You should see mine

 

[Tsotha]

Ha! Something south of the border with a little zip
oh the rhymes!

zip
then
nip
ding a ling

The low growl is
alternating between
keeping her awake and
adding another layer to
already dense, inescapable,
dreams--lucidity bears
little importance--but
even when satiated, she
finds the emotional
starvation the least
trauma to deal with,
for now.

My mind is going to strange places, today.

 

[butters]

she counts the crumbs allotted her, wonders
if she should bother to eat at all,
if she just abstained completely
would the pangs eventually subside,
if starving to death is a better choice than
enduring the barren emptiness she sees everywhere

lick the damned plate clean - live with the taste of life on your lips, lick its memory during the fasting times

You should go out for dinner.

LMAO

Ha! Something south of the border with a little zip
oh the rhymes!

olé!

The low growl is
alternating between
keeping her awake and
adding another layer to
already dense, inescapable,
dreams--lucidity bears
little importance--but
even when satiated, she
finds the emotional
starvation the least
trauma to deal with,
for now.

love that line 'dreams - lucidity bears'
now i'll always think of my dreams as 'lucidity bears' grrrr

and 'ello, stranger

 

[bronzeage]

See Arkansas First

“See Arkansas First” said the ghost of the bikini babe,
one hand in the air and one hand on the ski rope,
smiling through the rust and flaked paint of her sign.
Out of place like a saguaro on the shoulder of Highway 61,
but the speedometer said sixty five
and she was gone before I asked “Why?”
Arkansas is three hundred miles away.
Nothing between here and there but Louisiana.
Another day, another flake loose in the wind.
Another week, another tank of gas.
Another year, another life
and her constant invitation remained
as her smile disappeared under the rust,
neglected and abandoned,
still calling me to see Arkansas first.

 

[Remec]

love that line 'dreams - lucidity bears'
now i'll always think of my dreams as 'lucidity bears' grrrr

and 'ello, stranger

'ello, 'ow ya been doin'?

 

[HarryHill]

The low growl is
alternating between
keeping her awake and
adding another layer to
already dense, inescapable,
dreams--lucidity bears
little importance--but
even when satiated, she
finds the emotional
starvation the least
trauma to deal with,
for now.

Was quoting this when the pm bandit robbed me. my box is full now no chance of outside influences. try sated for the sonics the definition between the two is small and the sibilance it creates is awesome in my opinion
good to see you Remec

 

[Remec]

Was quoting this when the pm bandit robbed me. my box is full now no chance of outside influences. try sated for the sonics the definition between the two is small and the sibilance it creates is awesome in my opinion
good to see you Remec

Funny you should mention that, I almost used 'sated' but thought the other would fit better among the hunger and starvation imagery...if it return to this now that the live write is done, I may very well switch the words up.

Nice to be seen...just been a couple weeks of writing blahs...may have to hit up 30in30 once June is upon us.

 

[butters]

'ello, 'ow ya been doin'?

hello, sweetie,

i'm doing absolutely fabulously and will be even fabulouser next wednesday

 

[Trixareforkids]

Removed

 

[HarryHill]

Jimmy Choo's set up shop right at the front door.
Capital, Jimmy catch them coming and going;
but don't look at me, I cant walk in those Choos

 

[butters]

Jimmy Choo's set up shop right at the front door.
Capital, Jimmy catch them coming and going;
but don't look at me, I cant walk in those Choos

those choos ain't made fer walkin'
sit/standin' all's they do
one of these days those choos are gonna
trip right ova you

 

[HarryHill]

those choos ain't made fer walkin'
sit/standin' all's they do
one of these days those choos are gonna
trip right ova you

Ha! Listen to you

 

[butters]

head's spun
dumb head on a pole
i'm dumb-struck
flabbergasted
amazed and scared in equal measures
dizzy with all the plans and pleasures
need to sit down
breathe
let the room settle
count finger-taps on time-warmed keys
thinking
please
please let this all go well
all he expects

*hugs knees*

 

[todski28]

See Arkansas First

“See Arkansas First” said the ghost of the bikini babe,
one hand in the air and one hand on the ski rope,
smiling through the rust and flaked paint of her sign.
Out of place like a saguaro on the shoulder of Highway 61,
but the speedometer said sixty five
and she was gone before I asked “Why?”
Arkansas is three hundred miles away.
Nothing between here and there but Louisiana.
Another day, another flake loose in the wind.
Another week, another tank of gas.
Another year, another life
and her constant invitation remained
as her smile disappeared under the rust,
neglected and abandoned,
still calling me to see Arkansas first.

And here I thought you just moderated?

Very good work painting the memories the n is running from and having it juxtapose ice the top of the piece, ghosting and haunting,

 

[HarryHill]

head's spun
dumb head on a pole
i'm dumb-struck
flabbergasted
amazed and scared in equal measures
dizzy with all the plans and pleasures
need to sit down
breathe
let the room settle
count finger-taps on time-warmed keys
thinking
please
please let this all go well
all he expects

*hugs knees*

..
A pause, puzzlement... expects?
There's no agenda here so fears of expectations
found or lost cost nothing

Harry requests the pleasure of your presence
On a rainy June in London, sans worries
raincoats optional.

 

[butters]

..
A pause, puzzlement... expects?
There's no agenda here so fears of expectations
found or lost cost nothing

Harry requests the pleasure of your presence
On a rainy June in London, sans worries
raincoats optional.

 

[twelveoone]

True Story

There is no ONE true story
When people are involved
There's your story and
My story

This is my story
So You
Shut the fuck up.

I'm sorry I was distracted,
did something have to be redacted?
What do expect - I was crack-ded
the fuck up.

 

[butters]

last night i fell through a crack in the stairs
a tiny crack
that grew as i shrank
its edges falling away from flustered feet
.
.
.
this is not what i'm here to write

today it's all alright
today i caught the calm
if not the numb
and it's all

 

[HarryHill]

Then there's the twilight zone between slow/go
suspended like an ant in liquid amber
.
.
you could scream in fossil'd anguish, but
it's all so beautiful.

 

[butters]

Then there's the twilight zone between slow/go
suspended like an ant in liquid amber
.
.
you could scream in fossil'd anguish, but
it's all so beautiful.

oh wow!

yes, it is all so beautiful. yes it is

 

[HarryHill]

Decompression's a Wonderful Thing
..
The weight of time is like water,
six leagues overhead,
no chance of surfacing slowly,
no breath left