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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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May 29, 2010



A pleasure, I'm sure

Monday, May 17, 2010


Touch me

 Ask your browser to feel this poem : SKINNED

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May 17, 2010

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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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May 11, 2010

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Writing on the wall

Monday, May 10, 2010


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May 10, 2010

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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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May 03, 2010

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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
groundbreaking
in case of doubt

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May 02, 2010

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Hands Study

Saturday, May 01, 2010


Tattooed Portraits: Chronicle
by Shawn Barber

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May 01, 2010

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