[Poetry] The Theft of All Things Palpable

The Theft of All Things Palpable Genre : Swap Quatrain Summary: I'd rather sit in silence than sit in a trance. Warnings: None. A/N: ...sometimes i want to feel you. - - - - The Theft of All Things Palpable - - - - I hate this world with its cyber things. The sound-bite cadence with how it sings. There's a cruelty in it that's come unfurled. With its cyber things, I hate this ...

[Poetry] Questions That, When Revealed, Are Actually Statements

Questions That, When Revealed, Are Actually Statements Genre : Loop Poetry Summary: Sometimes you will be hated. Warnings: None. A/N: ...i dreamt of stealing alcohol but couldn't give you any because i'd promised. - - - - Questions That, When Revealed, Are Actually Statements - - - - there are times when she feels: feels the confusion is thicker than black -- black always came to...

И окровавленные ежики падали на снег. Женщины бросали в воздух чепчики. С искаженными лицами бегали беснующие мужчины. Красные пятна множились, женщины беременели, мужчины редели. А можно мне немного этих вкусных ИМАО?

Quitting Twitter (just don't LJ at work, then!)

Trying to simplify. Not working. But hear could live before tubes. Here I recite my last Tweets. Read from the bottom, if you will. Which you won't. Just for archival. Okay. # end transmission # I have deleted most of my Twitter contacts. These are mostly people who've not updated in ages, or whom (?) I "talk to" on LiveJournal, etc. # I really enjoy @mrdictionary but this ...

Bad Poetry Contest?

... are so fun, I came up with an idea based off the scavenger hunt prompt of writing a 'response' to Adam's epic poetry. WE TOTALLY NEED A  BAD POETRY CONTEST, BENCHES. We could either do it based off Adam's style of poetry or we could just do a total free for all and see what people come up with. May I present you with: an ...

So-and-So and Peaches

"So-and-So Reclining on Her Couch" On her side, reclining on her elbow. This mechanism, this apparition, Suppose we call it Projection A. She floats in air at the level of The eye, completely anonymous, Born, as she was, at twenty-one, Without lineage or language, only The curving of her hip, as motionless gesture, Eyes dripping blue, so much to learn. If just above her head there hung, ...

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From Facebook Chat lol: ishitpinecones : FELL IN THE SHOWER BROKE MY HEAD OOPS I'M DEAD THE ELDERLY ishitpinecones : FELL ASLEEP ON THE JOHN LEFT THE GAS ON NEVER WOKE UP THE ELDERLY jack_beauregard : LMAO damn gurl u talented ishitpinecones : I dont know what my deal is tonight i think it's the heat it's melting my brain jack_beauregard : ...

Smooshy prose, poetry, and music

“Love Is A Great Thing” by Thomas à Kempis Love is a great thing, yea, a great and thorough good. By itself it makes that is heavy light; and it bears evenly all that is uneven. It carries a burden which is no burden; it will not be kept back by anything low and mean; it desires to be free from all wordly affections, and not to be entangled by any outward prosperity, or by any adversity ...

Victorian Summer Stroll and Bad Poetry Reading: National Arboretum, Washington DC Sun Jul 12 1PM

I was wondering who will be coming (or hope to be coming) to this: Just want to get an idea of the hopeful elegant turnout. :) Phil those_who_mourn