Blackbird singing in the dead of night... "Blackbird" - Paul McCartney [url]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xuv0kiuDJM8[/url] Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Black bird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see all your life you were only waiting for this ...
Poetry is everywhere. Walking back from the cafe at university, two phrases jumped out at me, textual ones anyway. Sometimes you hear some wonderful phrases, on the participant observation of daily life. The first a poster 'We have your homestay!', which made me think of 'we have your homestay parents!', and we are holding them hostage, or all your base is belong to us. The second, a simple sign outside the languages department at university: ...
I live with ghosts. Though everything complete admits no addition once in my Spring step smiled a sweet voice of greeting and I, too timid to respond walked on, and ever do return. Large parts of me do not exist. When Spring's new growth bursts from the earth I think of the fire, with sunset comes that same day's peeping flame. Under the sun, a snake's life circle runs forever biting its own ...
Are you the person, the householder the one, who pays the bills? If so, do you know we have a special offer sign on the dotted line. Answer, and we'll listen, vaguely for you have no words but concepts, in our sub-routines. Get with the system! You'll fit into the program! We'll happily spit you out at the bottom. You say, 'yes', we have a plan. You say, 'no', we have a plan. 'Wait to ...
Updated 02-02-2009 at 08:55 PM by Silas Thorne
Coconut-breasted girl you shake me with your hips and carefully timed footwork. From your crimson lips my two corrupted pupils drop down your back sweat drops budding beads flying off to the floor where I sit, eating pawpaw. Juices trickling down my chin, a dog, I lap you up.
Updated 02-03-2009 at 03:52 AM by Silas Thorne
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