I've been picking at this for days. Bits and pieces. The insufficiency of "Current Music".

Dec 22, 2006 05:59

I've cut my silhouette out of the darkness of night. Filled it with wet asphalt to shimmer like a constellation. Made myself of only points and imagined lines, some invisible connection defining my shape. Flattened it against tire treads in snow, pressed it into slush valleys. My self, smooth, lies against ground, glides in circuits relative ( Read more... )

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poetry in novel form dearly_noted December 24 2006, 05:04:50 UTC
Never stop writing, ever. I wish I could wrap your words around me like a down filled comforter. You manage to sew together smilies and metaphors seamlessly together into a binding little story that tucks us in at night.

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druggett December 25 2006, 22:56:33 UTC
Hey!!

I rented "Little Miss Sunshine" the other night. It was so funny, I laughed out loud for most of it. I didn't see you there so I just wanted to say "Merry Christmas"!!

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