February 2012
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Melinda's
Standing on the cold sidewalk of the city
The lights of the buildings obscure the crowd
Melinda’s door is open and I’m drawn in
to the sounds of trumpets and pianos
I walk into the foggy air of Melinda’s
The air thick with cigar smoke and
freshly poured Bourbon in glass with ice
I unbutton my coat and hand it to the coat checker
Go to the bar and ask for a cranberry...
January 2012
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Cold Toes
Bare skin
Cold toes
Peeking out of the sheets at the end
The air from the open window blows
your burgundy curtains towards
your dusty piano
The soft light of the moon hits
the cherry wood floor with sparkles
and love
The shape of the shadows on the ceiling
remind me of that horror movie we once saw
But my toes are cold under this blanket
and I notice your not beside me anymore
And I...
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The Man From Behind
Water
runs over the city like a blanket on a child
and leaves you breathless if you step out of line
the clear fogginess hits you in the back
and travels up your spine with every shiver
tie you coat just a little tighter
and you hear yourself pant like a dog out of water
the lamps don’t provide the right light
so your eyes are already working overtime in the night
You know you...
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Again
Never really thought that I would have to say something like this.
It’s like 20 times a billion plus a trillion more. It hurts.
We were always the ones who said “that’ll never be us. It cant.”
But it can. And it is. And I tried to stop it. But it whizzed.
On by like a speeding car at Daytona.
What I don’t really understand is why you never took the blame for...
REBLOG IF YOU WANT TO BE IN A FOLLOWER TRAIN WITH...
lam-lam:
ok so a lot of people were asking me to do another follower train, and instead of doing it with other blogs with a lot of followers, im going to choose three of you who reblog this!
follower gain 300 to 1000+
must be following me (i will check before picking) or i wont pick you! go quickkkk picking tonight!
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Questions
Sometimes I look at myself and look at where I am now in my life. I try to understand how I got there, but everything seems to go off in a blur now.
When you look at yourself you are supposed to feel like you know how you got to that person in front of you. But I don’t.
It’s not that I don’t know who I am, cause I do. I just don’t exactly know how it got there. How did I...
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Breathe
When everyone is pushing and shoving you to go this way or that, you seem to get very lost.
But we need time to grieve. To mourn. And to love.
We’re all just, a little freaked out. We go home, and we just want to know that there’s someone there.
It all came as a surprise. A big hit, like a truck. And we didn’t know where to go.
We need to tell them to stop pushing. Stop shoving. We need time.
...
gublernation:
“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” Happy MLK day everyone!
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A Billion Years From Midnight
There is a banging noise that I’m hearing. I’m laying here in the dark, and it’s sinister. I hate the dark. And I don’t hate a lot of things. I guess for me, I’ve been in the dark even when it was light. So for someone who has been in the literal dark they can still have and hold the figurative light. However, for someone who has felt the dark in literal light, the...
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“Nothing is so strong as gentleness and nothing is so gentle as real strength.”
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The Light
The moon is almost in arms length and I can stare while lying in bed. It seems as if time is slowed for a little, and the light just belongs to me. I like the light. The light the moon makes shining through my thin lace curtain and onto my jet black bed spread. My knees are propped up and I look at the light. I stare at the moon. I can touch it now. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt....
gublernation:
I’m alive!!!! But my hands are so chapped from packaging things that it’s hard to tweet.
