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we stand tall and thin
bowing and blowing
to the winds of change;
a thousand shades, united all
we forget no memories of our
brethren, most long gone,
mowed down by disasters
some man made, some not,
naturally flattened, splattered
by our Mother’s teardrops,
a deep quenching thirst
that has us grow back stronger.

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They march in straight ( Read more... )

I’ll paint you a picture of dapple blues and greys

But it’ll all be in my head

And there it will stay

I’ll wear my heart on my sleeve

And my life on my hands

But I’ll never once cry

‘Cause there are no tears left

You can imprint me with inks

And pierce all my flesh

I’ve made so many mistakes anyway

It’ll take a thousand lives to unravel my debts

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postcards from Calgary

I

the neon glow of a thousand

fluorescent signs and street lights,

strip plazas and SUVs

gas prices still skyrocket

(higher than the Hammer though)

numbered street signs dividing

the city in four from its

central core.

II

dawns bright and sunny in our

very own “Sunshine State”

life reeking continually of stale

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VII

I love the way you

allow yourself to

O      O       Z      E

across the page,

in  a way I never could,

like the pen ink is

your very being

SP  l     aTT e  R     ed

Across pavement.

VIII

i’m a walking, talking cliché

filled to the brim with typical

teenaged insecurities and angst

you may think i am different

but guess what?

i’m the same as ( Read more... )

"But what can the Westerner do, then, in his or her poverty?"
"Endure it. Endure it with candor, humour and grace."
"You're saying it's hopeless, then?"
"No. I've already suggested that the spiritual desolation of the West probably has meaning and that that meaning might be advantageously explored. A Westerner who seeks a higher, fuller, consciousness ( Read more... )

everyone should endure enlightenment before they go to sleep at night. everyone should take note of all their faults, and write them out one-by-one. everyone should learn to realise that nobody is really alone ever, there is always someone who cares for you, even if you/they don't realise it yet. everyone should try to forgive themselves for what ( Read more... )

pragmatism

& i’m getting all idealistic again
can’t listen to my favourite artists anymore
even Owen depresses me ‘cause
           he’s
                    in
                         love
& i don’t know what that feels like
even though i deny it i’m not sure
what i’m waiting for this time
i know we all want something special
but maybe ( Read more... )

Cynic's Manifesto

VOTE. VOTE.

don’t forget to

VOTE.

because your opinion

REALLY

matters to

US.

because WE want to know

what

YOU THE PEOPLE

want.

Who believes that          anyways?

BULL

It is time to revolutionize.

Turn the wheels of time.

Let’s re-energize our culture,

our faith in life.

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Self-Portrait

I am not brave.

In fact I am about as cowardly as you
                        can get.

Didja know that I am literally afraid of

everything?

Didn’t think so.

I’ve managed to hide it well.

I think…

Well I’ve something to tell you. A ( Read more... )

The Benefits of Berry-Picking

Your lips and tongue stained red with their juices

That you licked off your

Long sun darkened

Brown fingertips,

Red-stained and sticky

In the sunny summer sunlight