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nothing left  to
trade

or
barter with: swimming
and teeming with
unfinished


(witnesses?)

his   inner-workings and
outer-trappings
by
the mis-stepping foot,

by

the leg/      just how
he left
her and what was left of her
by the lake

and
couldn't

stop
returning
time and again, the
slightest
 colors of the leaves
unearthing
a

(childlike
adoration)   his agitation
subsuming

shallows as the deepest
reaches of
his soul

contract and gasp
for proof
of life  in the

presence of
its opposite


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  • wolframpp7 said on Apr 18, 2009....
    the noise here is good for the marrow
                       (eyes upon smooth skin; don't leave half in a box)

    unclench;
    it shall slip (in dirty thousands and clean hundreds)



  • mixednuts said on May 28, 2009....
    You are far to deep for idiot child me!
  • Misty_Eyed said on Jun 02, 2009....
    mixed, don't say that (though I think that's meant to be more of an indictment against me than the other way around). I can't see how we're really any different except that this place just doesn't make me happy. I'm just trying to hold on to the one person in my life that matters more than anything to me. sorry if I said things I shouldn't have and flirted too much with you when I never should have in the first place.
  • WithoutShade said on Jun 03, 2009....
    Emotionally opposing.
    Spiritual deafening.
    Inspirationaly yearning.

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It is harder to share pain than it is joy. Sometime with the help of friends and family, we endure our pains. But sometimes we have to stand alone. But if you maintain a postive outlook and endure cheerfully, we will find more company along the way....

And

and...
Say Goodnight

Close your eyes
Under starlit skies...
uggghh...
for my love....