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break-dancing monks
and that's
entirely normal
in the sense
of beingness
I want to go home
so I came here
now where are
we when we're here?
smack in the middle
of the art stream
one receives a flow
like the break dancers
yes, entirely normal
I want to stay here,
home, and where
am I when I'm there
in the hustle and bustle?
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vi.
he's a beautiful chaos,
bluegray eyes and a haunted smile
that can only belong to a
stormtorn sky-
hold me in your warmth and i'll shiver
Literature
Nine Times
I saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few m
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SHIP WRECKED ON THE MOON
Twenty leagues beneath the pack ice All patched up in a mermaids quilt underneath the seafloors bed Lunar dust in my eyes Drowning in atmospheres of azure Pools of tidal blues adrift silvery halos Afloat the milky way arched spirals the incoming tide All washed up on the sands of time Counting down shooting stars in the hourglass Of sandcastles in the sky Diving into a dream into the astral realms of interstellar clouds Forever lost in the background static of microwaves and radio waves Jammed in band widths of frequency infrared
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