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oldephebe
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Hey..guys..can i ask an honest question? How many of you are looking for new fires to feed life's flickering flames? I'm just curious. I don't really plan to add anything..just curious.
talk to me
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No one mired in the muck and drizzle of the quotidian dreary..No one feels like his/her life has become the equivelant of a palsied gerontologic gait? What new wind of reason or unreason do you summon to bring your clotted blood to a briskly boiling pace? Come necromancers, come practitioners of The Craft, come those sitting wanly at the drizzling Dream fountain. Come the quixotic, the erotic the hedonistic, those whose ass is one vast supperating blister. Come ye of the teutonic persuasion all trussed up tight in your suburban fascist sartorial chic. Come take off the bridle, sit for a while, chat be idle. Come the grizzled and graven imaged, the perky the prurient the platonic promenade of effusive banter. Sit on the ol' rickety stool and kick it. I'm curious is all.
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oldephebe
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Who here wants to climb up and out and ever beyond the white wall of sky that sits unblinking and ever before you? Who here is bereft of brotherhood? Who here has suckled extravagantly at the tyrannies of romantic/infactuated ..
(here's where i should probably stop and go find a thesaurus... ch..)
..how's this..?..Who here has pursued objects of romantic interest who get bored very easily?..O Oracle of Light where have you been all my life? Who here runs desperately away from an interior life that resembles a battered trailer sitting forlornly on a dry, parched patch of ground far away from the other Trailers in the..mobile home park? Who here has ever known a girl with sand speckled hair, an arrogant curl of mouth and eyes filled with an elusive Promethian flame?
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oE
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should be "How many of you are looking for new FUELS to feed life's flickering fires?"
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dB
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heh, I'm having trouble trying to burn all the fuel that gets thrown at me.
anyone else know the feeling?
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minnesota_chris
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I regularly need a new mad scientist project to keep me going. The last one (I think) was skiing across the frozen lake, which was fun. I have ADHD I think. Life gets impossibly boring without little crazy things to reignite the spark.
Ooh, wait. No, the last crazy Chris project was mailing Endless_Desire some Minnesota shirts. And I bought something else Minnesotan today. I'll give you a clue: it tells about the hazards of deadly black_ice.
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oE
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break it down a little more for us thick headed types..namely me..
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and really..quotidian dreary?..wtf?..i really need to read these things before i press the blather button..
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thieums
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Im a firestarter, twisted firestarter.
Or am I?
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unhinged
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i try my hardest to live my life without you, without any communications. but for years now, the daily tedium and loneliness of my life is most effectively relieved by you. your_voice , the syntax of the way you love me. i come closer to believing it when you say it.
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epitome of incomprehensibility
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At the poetry reading tonight there was a painting of an old woman setting a bouquet of flowers (zinnias, it said) on fire. And the fire looked like it was a layer underneath, as if the flowers could be scratched away to reveal inner flames. The artist was an older woman herself, and she said she was into surrealism a lot when she was younger. erika, the organizer: "Oh, but now you're not" (smile)
I'm trying to write a poem about Ezra Pound and it's frustrating me to no end. I started "Shalom, Ezra" and I liked that, but now I don't know what else to say.
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