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When I met you girl my heart went knock knock,now them butterflies in my stomach won't stop stop.
hehehe.
blah, tymes are gooood.
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| Why don't I love you? |
[12/08/09] |
Because your essence seems manufactured
(your eyes are tinted wholly in black coal dust
resistant to the suns harm and indeed, too, it's benefits)
and your adult faces serves only
as a gray headstone for some child spirit
and your love is a narrow alley shortcut
which one hurries through so not to be robbed
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| Why do I love you? |
[12/08/09] |
Because of the uncurtained windows of your eyes
taking in and revealing what sunlight would surround them,
and the green fields of your soul
(to which my own would flee in its music inspired fantasies)
hilly and variegated by flowers of your mannerisms.
...These metaphors seem as though they can't meet
either your solidity or weightlessness in form,
which is torn and tears me
between earthy reality and the etherized heavens
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[12/08/09] |
[43] Michael Jackson - 20 Animated
[17] Bob Dylan
[25] David Bowie
[12] The office - 1 Animated
  
Here at my journal
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[12/08/09] |
[43] Michael Jackson - 20 Animated
[17] Bob Dylan
[25] David Bowie
[12] The office - 1 Animated
Here at my journal
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[12/08/09] |
NOW (10 pm est)
MTV
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| Unstrung |
[12/09/09] |
In the lamplight
of a proven point
I saw
terrified words
like a boy's back turned,
rock-solid
and often staid,
make their way into the lines of your face.
And I remember reassuring so clearly
that I'm not sure if I did it at all.
Because clarity is a liar
that eliminates the grey-inbetween ways
that often hold validity
and key notes
of a final shedded melody:
You shook it off your back
like that coal-knit coat
when it started getting warm again.
It was easy to sit on my fossil-couch
and pass words
out,
hand-me-downs from my head.
But I didn't even really try to fix it,
not at all.
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[12/09/09] |
Considering that I'm not religious, the amount of Catholic symbolism in this poem is staggering.
Transubstantiation
I don't look forward to the thirteenth of December.
It's when you lost him, every year you lose him
Every year there's less that you can remember
Every year you lose it, you break it, you push me away
I apologise for a man I never knew and secretly hate.
He cut you up inside and made you clutch your head and cry
When he isn't even there, when it's years since he died
He took a knife and left his burdens, and you picked them up
In Gethsemane you reached over and you took his cup
One day a year, you go out on a limb
Covenants of blood that you do in memory of him.
You played Jesus and took his tears
He played God with all your fears
When for him you took all you had and you set it alight
He fucked you over with a thank-you and you think that's alright.
He made you think it was your fault and then you tried
To take all of the blame and get God on your side
And when God said that he'd never believed in you
You said it was something that no one could do
Though you don't have anything that you could transcend for
God isn't the be all and the man you're mourning won't end all
I love you, God I love you, fuck I love you, just look at me
Creeping round the corners of your life like you're scared of what you'll see
You are golden, you are holy, you are full of sweet, smiling sin
And you've got a lot of scars that you like to hide your troubles in.
Every year, it's the same, everywhere, his goddamn name
Teasing things out slowly and sinking you into shame
Making bad excuses and trying to lay claim
To all you are, to everything
From beyond the grave.
And you take his goddamn holy cup
You call it 'a little pick me up'
Drinking vodka in the ritual that he showed you
As a way of faking paying back all the things he owed you.
You ask me if anyone will ever stay behind for you
I don't say anything, but I think- that's exactly what I do.
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| Number Four: Mom Jeans?? Really? |
[12/08/09] |
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http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/archives/021120.html Woman, staring at the train subway map: Excuse me, how do you get to the 1 train?
Large black guy: Number one, you get an education.
Woman: No no, how do you get to the 1 train?
Large black guy: Number one, you get an education. Number two, you look at the map. Number three, don't talk to strangers.
--Uptown NQRW
Overheard by: Knows which strangers not to talk to
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[12/09/09] |
14 Buffy the Vampire Slayer
12 Angel the Series
18 Queer as Folk
08 David Strathairn
02 Jack Nicholson
03 Al Pacino
14 Bob Dylan (+ 1 wallpaper)
06 Freddie Mercury
05 The Big Lebowski
10 Moulin Rouge
30 Text (quotes from movies/tv, lyrics)
  
Here at ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) fortunecalls.
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| 14 Bob Dylan icons + 1 wallpaper |
[12/09/09] |
14 Buffy the Vampire Slayer
12 Angel the Series
18 Queer as Folk
08 David Strathairn
02 Jack Nicholson
03 Al Pacino
14 Bob Dylan (+ 1 wallpaper)
06 Freddie Mercury
05 The Big Lebowski
10 Moulin Rouge
30 Text (quotes from movies/tv, lyrics)
Here at fortunecalls.
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[12/08/09] |
TV for December 8, 2009
ABC
Charlie Brown Christmas @ 8pm
Disney Prep & Landing @ 8:30pm (A veteran elf is passed over for a promotion and instead gets paired with an eager rookie. The new partners encounter a violent snowstorm during their Christmas Eve mission, making their job more challenging than they anticipated.)
Scrubs @ 9pm
Better Off Ted @ 9:30pm (Second season premiere)
The Forgotten @ 10pm R
Jimmy Kimmel Live @ 12:05am (Pee-wee Herman, Jackie, Jermaine, Tito & Marlon Jackson, Passion Pit)
NBC
Biggest Loser @ 8pm (Season finale)
Jay Leno Show @ 10pm (Gabourey Sidibe, the winner of "The Biggest Loser")
Tonight Show with Conan O'Brien @ 11:35pm (Josh Brolin, Tillie the Dog Artist, Chad Daniels)
Late Night with Jimmy Fallon @ 12:35am (Tom Ford, Jawbox)
Last Call with Carson Daly @ 1:30am (Donald Glover, Ellery Hollingsworth, Pete Yorn)
FOX
So You Think You Can Dance @ 8pm
CBS
NCIS @ 8pm R
NCIS: Los Angeles @ 9pm R
The Good Wife @ 10pm R
Late Show with David Letterman @ 11:35pm (Barbara Walters, Blakroc)
Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson @ 12:35am (Michael Clarke Duncan, Gillian Jacobs, Rosanne Cash)
CW
90210 @ 8pm
Melrose Place @ 9pm
DISCOVERY
Dirty Jobs @ 9pm
Ghost Lab @ 10pm
SCIENCE
Sci Fi Science @ 10pm
IDENTIFICATION DISCOVERY
Madoff Mystery @ 9pm
HISTORY
How the Earth Was Made @ 9pm
BIOGRAPHY
Biography @ 10pm (John Candy)
TLC
Table for 12 @ 8pm
Table for 12 @ 8:30pm R
18 Kids and Counting @ 9pm
Little Couple @ 10pm
OXYGEN
Bad Girls Club @ 10pm
WE
Secret Lives of Women @ 10pm
Secret Lives of Women @ 11pm (Season finale)
DISCOVERY HEALTH
I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant @ 9pm
I'm Pregnant And... @ 9:30pm
FOOD
Chopped @ 9pm
DIY
Kitchen Impossible @ 9:30pm
Deconstruction @ 11:30pm
SYFY
Scare Tactics @ 9pm
Outer Space Astronauts @ 9:30pm
ECW @ 10pm
TRUTV
Full Throttle Saloon @ 10pm
BRAVO
Tabatha's Salon Takeover @ 10pm
E!
Chelsea Lately @ 11pm (Robin Tunney, Ryan Stout, Whitney Cummings, Jo Koy)
MTV
Catching Up With 16 and Pregnant: The Girls of Teen Mom @ 9pm (A preview of the "16 and Pregnant" spin-off, which will follow four young moms during their first year of motherhood.)
Teen Mom @ 10pm
Styl'd @ 10:30pm
BET
Monica: Still Standing @ 10:30pm
( MORNING / AFTERNOON TV FOR WEDNESDAY 12/9/09 )
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| Heroin // Jim Carroll |
[12/08/09] |
Sat for three days in a white room
a tiny truck of flowers
was driving through the empty window
to warn off your neighbors
and their miniature flashlights.
by afternoon
across the lake
a blind sportsman had lost his canoe.
he swam
by evening
toward the paper cup in my hand.
At dawn,
clever housewives tow my Dutch kitchen
across the lawn.
and in the mail a tiny circus
filled with ponies
has arrived.
You,
a woman with feathers
have come so often lately
under my rubber veranda
that I’m tearing apart all those tactless warnings
embroidered across your forehead.
Marc,
I’m beginning to see those sounds
that I never even thought
I would hear.
Over there is a door knocking
for example
with someone you hate.
and here I beg to another to possess somehow
the warmth of these wooden eyes
so beside me
a lightbulb is revolving
wall to wall,
a reminder of the great sun
which had otherwise completely collapsed
down to the sore toe of the white universe.
it’s chalky light
rings
like a garden of tiny vegetables
to gather the quiet of these wet feelings
together
once again
like the sound of a watch
on your cold white wrist
which is reaching for a particular moment
to reoccur…
which is here…now.
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More progress:
 "If I were to live my life in catfish forms in scaffolds of skin and whiskers at the bottom of a pond and you were to come by one evening when the moon was shining down into my dark home and stand there at the edge of my affection and think, "It's beautiful here by this pond. I wish somebody loved me," I'd love you and be your catfish friend and drive such lonely thoughts from your mind and suddenly you would be at peace, and ask yourself, "I wonder if there are any catfish in this pond? It seems like a perfect place for them." " -Richard Brautigan (Your Catfish Friend) ( (+2 more) ) |
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