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Saturday, May 29, 2010

Allô ! sacrement.

C’est long.
Un tunnel de fille.
Pense-y. Ça prend du temps.

Pense loin.
Je ne cherche pas.
C’est le mal vu qui se montre à moi.

Le silence.
Pourquoi pas ?
Mais l’écriture de la faute se fait sans dire un mot.

Je veux écrire Simon Charles.
Mais j’attends.
Je ris.
Elle n’a pas vu l’erreur que tu est.

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7:50 pm


A pleasure, I'm sure

Monday, May 17, 2010

"Sometimes you just have to pee in the sink."
Charles Bukowski

Untitled by Conor W

tickled pink by blentley

Bubbles by Aeioux

Untitled by jackie young

yellow taxi cab by cking

Marble Madness by jcoterhals

BRB T Shirt by Deez Teez

I can see it from here by Stefan Söderström

Work-in-Progress by See-ming Lee

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10:44 pm


Like Sands Through The Hourglass

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

These are the days of no rest.
When nights leave me scribbling in bed until my head drops.
Ink stains all over. Ink brains.
No sleep til blank page.

You shouldn't keep track of time darling.
Don't look at his face at all.

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11:20 pm


Writing on the wall

Monday, May 10, 2010

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11:16 am


Lip Sick

Monday, May 03, 2010

All mouthed off?

Times are bad when you can't lift a pen to save your life. Whatever you call that pen, guitar, spoon, calculator (gasp!), you want it to do it's magic like that one time you forgot to eat because food was the last thing on your mind when your hunger was being tamed by the light carrying beast. Light inducing beats.

Sometimes, you stay in your igloo and wait for your cage to melt. Sometimes, upon your lap falls Homework, whether you like it or not, leading you down a path that you might not have willingly chosen given the choice.

"Jeopardy, Jackson, always works."


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8:13 pm


Supermassive black hole

Sunday, May 02, 2010

in the closet
hidden away
from dust and sun
a fortress
a bottle
choked with answers
like fortunes
stands alone
to negate
heavy metal words
never torn
maybe true
breath to catch
from golden mouth
scar to salt
in case of doubt

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11:08 pm


Hands Study

Saturday, May 01, 2010

Tattooed Portraits: Chronicle
by Shawn Barber

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8:01 am


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