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"Im so full my back fats wrapped itself around my belly button"

"Im so full I feel like I just fucked a buffet"
...come on.. you know.... that sort of high slightly used worn out but Id do it agin in a heart beat kind of feeling...

".. Oh dear... I think my belly buttons filing for divorce"

grin... shes so wrong
in that, right
sort of way

This is how dark it was when we did this. Kind of surprizing it looks as nice as it does today we couldnt really see what we were doing. The cellphone pictures from Michaels phone make me think it wouldve looked pretty slick as a whole wall under black light ( Read more... )

The little guys at the top and on the stairs got smothered out a bit under our booties from hanging out on top of them on the stoop all night :P But i still dig um ( Read more... )

Went to the DVD release for the Hope and Healing performance on the 15th.

Good thing I brought Michael because Jim had to leave to show a house and since it was at his house no one but Michael knew how to set up the portable dvd to run through Jim's electronics.

It's still strange to see myself on tape...on stage...at the creole gallery... speaking.
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Monarchramatic

This vision. two gray images.
  of butterflies
placed side by side,
  identical.
except,  that one was upside down
   And it's butterfly lie there, with it's eyes closed.

perhaps sleeping.

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not the most fantastic piece of work in the wold but it ( Read more... )

The stagnate scent. these cigarettes
they cling to the senses
like stale perfume
like unlaundered laundry does
in piles from the corners of our bedroom.
thick lamp lit veil
consumes the room
nightfall, the wall,
 resurrected.

a blanket upon blankets
a lingering reminder of those ( Read more... )

Intellectual Incontinence

I had a thought
and so I thought
that I'd better write this down. Right now.
Cataloged safely somewhere on paper
before it slips from my intellectual bowls uncontrollably

Call the medics
one more brain cell down!

like a sacrifice down a volcano
down the hatch!
In with the new out with the intellect.

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Fireflys are capable of producing a "cold light’.

We find ourselves like fireflies
flashing our ass end for mating,
waiting,
only to be collected in mason jars.

Like moths attracted to light bulbs.

I find myself.
high.
tracing the fan blade cascade
across the ceiling with my finger tips.

Funny...
if this had been; this
four years ago
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I’ve just gotten home from the after party for the "Hope and Healing" main performance... (le-sigh) :)

Been here just long enough to drop my purse with a thud, strip the red toeless high heals off of my blister barren bondaged grateful little toes, and collapse momentarily on the living room futon under the orange fleece blanket Milisa gave me, ( Read more... )