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ingrid
Latvian
all my days now are days of fatigue and i know they will ever be swimming in this sickness cloud that is fatigue where are my limbs where head a balloon an empty earthen *** where my tongue dry out of place place, trying to find it in the mouth where body strangely light some weird machine i have to drive skin rhino skin old, dry parchment eyes glass things where worn out soul looks at a dreamy world. i wonder all the time if I am going really to faint or run into a wall, but all that happens is just more fatigue
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Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 9:38 AM UTC
fatigue
I am the dreamer So I don't belong In world of things I carry its distortion that is me To blur and change its real colors So dazzling clear And every rustle and puff of wind Rumbles in my ears I hear I feel my life I taste the very air I breathe Enjoy the pressure of my pen On paper See what I see The castles of clouds The velvet sea as jelly lazily lolling And every blade of grass So perfectly created And hazed sky where winds as currents mingle and mix See what I see The dazzling limpid image of my world With every line and shape as cut in light and glass See what I see For I'm the dreamer
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Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 5:10 PM UTC
The Dreamer
Wordspinning Wordthreading wordsewing Wordspinning Melted in some mellow glow Deep inside Words come in flickering flow Bondless glide Wordmatching wordpatching Wordhatching wordsnatching Wordspinning
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Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 5:08 PM UTC
WORDSPINNING
Six tongues in my mouth Six minds in my mind Six knives in my back Six bullets. Each tongue wants its turn Each mind wants its way Each knife wants a hand To pull it.
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Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 5:06 PM UTC
The Polyglot
I raised my hand Yet could not **** them... A pair of winged lovers Mating In my empty coffee cup Fat black flies
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Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 4:44 AM UTC
Winged Love
If I just could pull the skin in one piece off my face tearing slowly, strongly with my fingernails baring the muscles Then if I just could pull the muscles away piece by piece tearing slowly, strongly with my fingernails baring the bones Then if I just could pull my eyes out of the sockets tearing slowly, strongly with my fingernails baring the empty gaze Baring the truth of my face Baring the grin of my skull
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Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 7:12 AM UTC
A Young Girl at Her Looking-Glass: A Soliloquy
through the thick soup of human plankton a tiny gray particle me in the thick soup of bodies human plankton me looking up the sun clouded by layers of human plankton above me me looking up skies obscured by layers of human plankton above me me pushing my way up through the thick layers of human plankton upwards for just one, just one breath of fresh air
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Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 6:58 PM UTC
Upwards
Under the old linden trees Deep, fragrant dark spreading. There were two of us Yoshitsune and me Silent Silent Silent Linden blossoms Quietly fell to the ground And then, it was morning
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 3:17 PM UTC
Yoshitsune
There's a bond of invisible flame Infinitely strong Infinitely thin Stretching over the ocean Connecting us Forever Forever Though we will never Touch each other again Till the death parts us
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 1:15 PM UTC
Till the death parts us
Through the thick soup of human plankton A tiny gray particle Me In the thick soup of bodies Human plankton Me Looking up The sun clouded by layers of human plankton Above me Me Looking up Skies obscured by layers of human plankton Above me Me Pushing my way up through the thick layers  of human plankton Upwards For just one, just one Breath of fresh air
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Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 1:00 PM UTC
Upwards