Let's Voyage into the New...There are doors that want to be free from their hinges to fly with perfect clouds.Let's Voyage into the New...
There are windows that want to be released from their frames to run with the deer through back country meadows.
There are walls that want to prowl with the mountains through the early morning dusk.
There are floors that want to digest their furniture into flowers and trees..
There are roofs that want to travel gracefully with the tiny stars through circles of darkness....
psssh.
A Lady.Her face grips at her mouth like a leaf to a tree or a tire to the highway or a spoon to a bowl of soup.A Lady.
She just can't let go with a smile, the poor dear.
No matter what happens her face is always a maple tree Highway 101 tomato.
The Double-Bed Dream Gallows.Driving through hot brushy country in the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on aThe Double-Bed Dream Gallows.
barbed-wire fence.
I guess as a kind
of advertisement to other hawks, saying from the pages of a leading women's magazine,
"She's beautiful, but burn all the maps to your body. I'm not here of my own choosing."
The Chinese Checker Players.When I was six years old I played Chinese checkers with a woman who was ninety-three years old. She lived by herself in an apartment down the hall from ours. We played Chinese checkers every Monday and Thursaday nights. While we played she usually talked about her husband.The Chinese Checker Players.
Who had been dead for seventy years, we drank tea and ate cookies and cheated.
Devious Journal Entry
so beautiful.
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"burning every bridge that I cross, to find some beautiful place to get lost"
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"You can close your eyes to things
you don't want to see,
but you cant close your heart
to things you don't want to feel."
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better a sick heart than none.
but yes...ill have grapes at our wedding...i guess...
but you will have to find where i hid them
Just to let you know...there not in my ass...
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"in america as the media hushes
millions of eyes float to the marble
of time where a stroke causes a collapse"
- splinter (wallpaper)
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you know what i mean
i've been...
a little more self concious lately about my art. or maybe just the subjects of it.
i have almost a full camera too.
your writing is wonderful.
i think i love you.
you and your hot air balloon that is.
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