August 2011
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July 2011
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Single Line Poetry 88
thevagabondking:
The night plays us like pawns as we fight to make it to dawn.
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work in progress. (3)
he sits, apparently untroubled with a shit-eating grin, trying to tell the world to go fuck itself. but despite his grime, how he sifts through his own smog with every movement, he is transparent. his hardships, his personal facelifts, his skinned knees and broken hearts are in every crease of the once-white shirt, the once-new frayed jeans, the once kept scraggly beard, all hanging now on...
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home alone...
drinking by my onesie and dancing to m.i.a in my kitchen as i wait for eva to come over. solid saturday.
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“He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer
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my dog keeps howling and i don't know why...
i had him come snuggle and he only hid his head in the sheets…i’m sad if my dog is sad, what’s the matter with him
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i am incapable of sleeping with pants on...
always wake up naked and confused, not remembering when they came off.
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those angry tips
my fingertips are itching. but its that weird fleshy but tough kind of skin that laughs as you attempt to scratch, saying fuck off i’ve seen more lighter burns, thorn punctures, slammed doors and paper cuts then you can even imagine.
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sometimes i think that...
it is only a world of empty people drunk off the flesh of their own sins.
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i thought i heard footsteps coming up the...
but then realized it was the heavy beating of my own heart.
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