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Silly little giggle girl

Silly little giggle girl

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Silly little giggle girl
Kick and stretch and yawn w/ me
Kiss hug and cuddle w/ me
Hold cool sheets to close w/ me

Hair, when wet, smells like romance
sweet berries, exotic fruits
It's best in the rain; a mixed scent
of clean air and that wetness

Shoulders are best seen rapped - in
soft fabrics; scnted by love
made bodies fighting through them
towards brilliant delight

Fingers are best felt twisted
around eachother while the
knuckles are white w/ effort.
Holding for eternity.

Tears are best wept in comfort-
ing arms, fingers laced around,
hair rain-damp, love made,
in a soft bed together.
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platonic apologies for that night when I couldn't Ditch the hardon
or when all our plans ca,e to fluition on the lamplit streets near times square
or acid or downs
or pushin the Kaliedoscope w crystals and powders hidden in the mouth of that odd ebontype making the world smell of melted plastic
but excess has become just enoughplatonic apologies by ~blahbeastie
Between 1 and 4 am June 14th Singing songs: the world seems infantile

Skinning fish of disease
On this blasted summers eve
Has become difficult
Seen dim in skin borrowed from neighbors

Is' Flesh looks pale even in shadow
Especially to these men
Smoking their teeth in the car
With the last they have to spend
Making the interior smell of melted plastic

Dead for their beliefs
In coats borrowed from brothers
One mind one body one soul
Reported endlessly through the night

The boat is tilting
The boat is tilting
Salk stings the eyes and ears
And the mouth a lacerations
A morbid limelight
Singing songs: the world seems infantile

Skinning fish oBetween 1 and 4 am June 14th by ~blahbeastie
I see behind blue textured eye I see behind blue textured eyes
shared with me: masculinity
(sexless old age;) pride—
from the front side—
she would rather build than create.

From the right with curl'd corners
and blood lined white: weakness—
for dresses and dabbed cosmetics;
for romance novels read in cycles
with covers of love making
though the vision is tearing
and the mind is shaking.

She'll look away for me to see,
at the blinking tele-screen
or photograph album
left open on the end-table,
Only the Right.I see behind blue textured eye by ~blahbeastie
Why did I quit smoking? Cigarettes are beginning to taste of
memories, year old, thought of fondly -- while
smoke wraps the face with scent, the movie dream
haze sequence -- of dancing wildly in
parking complexes with a smoldering
butt warming the knuckles.
                                        The feel – melting
fiber as lips connected – eyes meeting –
bodies twined about each other.
                                               The
scent; def'nate, holding, recognizable
when mixed with that which is our natural--
a signature for recollection
musty like powder'd tar.
                                    Reflections:
sneaking to the top of the mouWhy did I quit smoking? by ~blahbeastie
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I have come to realize that the words to the song American Pie are actualy a quite amazing bit of poetry. That is, if you understnad the symbolism. I didn't for quite a while.
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  • Current Residence: Phoenix AZ
  • Interests: Stuff
  • Favourite band or musician: Rolling Stones right now
  • Favourite genre of music: Im a 60's rock brat
  • Favourite artist: You.
  • Favourite poet or writer: Either Kerouac or Ginsberg
  • Favourite style of art: Anything that doesnt make me want to vomit...
  • Shell of choice: Hermit Crab
  • Skin of choice: Mine... usualy.
  • Personal Quote: If you're not me then who am I?
  • Tools of the Trade: Boredom

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~soul-perfume Sep 24, 2007
Join us again :heart:

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"Poetry is the perfume of the soul." - Otep Shamaya
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~adahplatha May 3, 2005
here comes the sun
little darling
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~blahbeastie May 20, 2005
where?

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Probability probably doesn't even exist.
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~adahplatha Apr 1, 2005
thank you sweetheart :heart:
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~blahbeastie Apr 4, 2005
Your welcome...
But what for, love?

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Probability probably doesn't even exist.
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~adahplatha Apr 4, 2005
~blahbeastie has added you to their friends list. Mar 28, 2005, 1:34 PM
said the Devart. And lo there was gratitude.
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~blahbeastie Apr 4, 2005
Hahahaha, I forgot... Its funny that I forgot because I was going through and reading your stuff from the last few days as I was wondering why you were thanking me.... I have no brain left...
*sigh*

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~Flowers-of-Fire Mar 31, 2005
hey I put an update of that one poem.. still don't know if it is finished but I would love some feedback...

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If two people love eachother, there can be no happy end to it.
-Ernest Hemingway
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~blahbeastie Mar 31, 2005
Fer sher fer sher.

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Probability probably doesn't even exist.
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~Flowers-of-Fire Apr 1, 2005
merci

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If two people love eachother, there can be no happy end to it.
-Ernest Hemingway
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