~ohlindsey
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TadpolesIt is raining; we are in the car, and I am thinking about last year. It was raining then, too.Tadpoles
More than rain, it is furious, and frightens me. Lightning is only delightful when it is not a threat. I feel threatened, and I hold my breath and hope you do not notice that I am still afraid of thunder.
Drops trickle on my window like tadpoles and I'm trying to focus on them (because I'm afraid you will laugh if you see that I am so daunted),
and I feel a hand on my arm; you
by ~ohlindsey
on the time...Darkness in these steps ison the time...
in light of the skewed god/head and [let us] not [live] your [a] papers [part] .
let us live\destroy [picking] [through] [the [ dregs]
a part(apart) of (from) the twin teeth\fangs, phantom
noteriety
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And refuse dedications to debris (filth!), and humanitarian discours
by ~ohlindsey
SaturnineO ivory, it is inevitable if your heart pumps anything but ice to see what I see(OseeShebleeds Saturnine)----Saturnine
must we take pleasure
in this rupture?
I know you would never call him a concubine.
My stomach rumbles, and so I eat grapes [ (they are not purple, yet they lack the seeds--- It thunders on, is it that --I am awash in lacking) increasingly prosaic
by ~ohlindsey
Lo-RuhamahIt's more than a story, this is not an allegory and she is more than a cave; perhaps a railroad, or, at worst, black hole best white light of understanding.Lo-Ruhamah
O see, who is not my loved one? Who are not my people?
Of course there was weeping, sorrow and regret, but hope, as always. I won't
by ~ohlindsey
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as funky as you can bepapa began to shout, "but someday i'll be back, never to fall."as funky as you can be
down the rhythm, and blow like miles would.
cause it can feel so Right, and it can feel so True.
fighting revolutions, talking to 'dem 'bout dawn & dusk- and such.
take your time, cause it's your's- and mine for the taking.
tell me, tell me- when your well runs dry, what'cha gonna do? when you're feelin blue? what'cha gonna do?
it's the same as it's ever been. plastic bags & paper houses.
see me & julio, &nb
by ~originill
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i walked away when love was mine.
caught up in a world of uphill climbing,
tears are on my mind-
and nothing is rhyming...
oh lindsey.
well you came and you gave without taking;
but i sent you away, oh lindsey.
well you kissed me and stopped me from shaking ;
and i need you today, oh lindsey.
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my enemy said to me, "love your enemy."
and i obeyed him and loved myself. gibran
I bring you random
Have a fantastic day
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Miniature madness
peers through its delusional
vision of existence
and carresses
the rush of flame
as it strikes another
from the guest list
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we accept the love we think we deserve
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\m/ \m/
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For all poets: [link]
i finally understand why your handle is so so
Perfect.
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i'd rather be the wisher than the penny in the well.
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