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june-west
june-west
Another day, / another cup of coffee
A heavy sigh departs me from the unattainable you in this tender night ill remember the rest of my life. A pitiful undeserving tear shed like snake skin from my face. As all these memories haunt me a demon in white lace. Chipped my tooth on fools gold I traded my cow. No magic here gravity made me bow. This thing still beats I don't know why tattered and torn flag in the sky declared my love for you so long, but what's it worth to not fall upon the eye it was drawn but spat and burned perhaps you'll never know. So here is where I suggest I stop talking to your shadow candle light flickered on my mast, for we were just two ships that past in the night at sea and as the flame I so tenderly lit smothered by my own humble love as did our chance that it could ever be. I'm not really sure you were ever here in company, but disillusioned words spoken came real but only to my eyes I saw what in the end I could not feel. I guess that someday you always said would happen never came around.
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Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 2:57 AM UTC
Lost at sea
" A THOUGHT WITHIN A THOUGHT WITHIN A THOUGHT" I remembered the other day while staring out of a car window looking west that i couldn't see up close. I guess its like a thing i have eye doctors say is either near sighted or far sighted. anyway I thought it could be quite the metaphor like how i kinda cant see what i have till its gone or maybe it connects with art an perspective like its really all where you stand or position yourself I mean, how can you really think you get a thing or painting if you will and feel confident enough to slap a label on it predefining everything it is or could be until you see it from all angles. *Then when i took that thought and made it abstract I found myself in new angles that i didnt even know existed often enough to know that in myself i lack to say I get. *I think the beauty is in the undefinable, unbelievable maybe let it be unknown. Dazzled in catching yourself in sudden observation the kind where you're not sure how long you could have been zoned out suddenly realizing whats in front of you. *out a window facing west a view my view narrows in tunnel vision on the rearview mirror reminding me of what i cant see objects in mirror are closer than they appear and i got to thinkin if I were to have labeled that rearview mirror or any maybe all rearview mirrors including metaphorical ones It woulda probably went along the lines of something **step outside yourself and meet at a coffee shop I wish you luck** _ _ for the more cynical sailor mouthed_ _
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Oct 24, 2015
Oct 24, 2015 at 8:21 PM UTC
its as if i threw up alphabet spaghettiOs- word *****
" A THOUGHT WITHIN A THOUGHT WITHIN A THOUGHT" I remembered the other day while staring out of a car window looking west that i couldn't see up close. I guess its like a thing i have eye doctors say is either near sighted or far sighted. anyway I thought it could be quite the metaphor like how i kinda cant see what i have till its gone or maybe it connects with art an perspective like its really all where you stand or position yourself I mean, how can you really think you get a thing or painting if you will and feel confident enough to slap a label on it predefining everything it is or could be until you see it from all angles. *Then when i took that thought and made it abstract I found myself in new angles that i didnt even know existed often enough to know that in myself i lack to say I get. *I think the beauty is in the undefinable, unbelievable maybe let it be unknown. Dazzled in catching yourself in sudden observation the kind where you're not sure how long you could have been zoned out suddenly realizing whats in front of you. *out a window facing west a view my view narrows in tunnel vision on the rearview mirror reminding me of what i cant see objects in mirror are closer than they appear and i got to thinkin if I were to have labeled that rearview mirror or any maybe all rearview mirrors including metaphorical ones It woulda probably went along the lines of something **step outside yourself and meet at a coffee shop I wish you luck** _ _ for the more cynical sailor mouthed_ _
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I would rather drowned in uncharted waters than tread in the ocean of your cold arms
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
Just keep swimming
I tip my hat to the rear view mirror walking in the dark with a face burnt by the sun I can no longer linger in a place that does not exist that once was your heart of my imagination I was never there And I never will be
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 10:57 PM UTC
Realeyes realizing real lies
I invested too much for the bet i never placed I never asked for a placemat to be set for the spills i didn't know i would make I never asked for these wrinkles on my face for the time i spent not missing you I never asked to feel so much in common with a speck of dust I never asked why to me the moon shines brighter than the sun at its very best I never asked why happiness to me was a shooting star beautiful too look at but hard to grasp I never asked a lot of things all because not everything has an answer not everything has to make sense not everything is anything you want to hear however all I do ask is that someday when you people decide to blossem babies into this perpetually doomed earth planet we call home all I ask is that you have the decency to tell your child with its eyes so wide that its not going to be easy cheers to the loners who wear masks too big or too small to fill the very shoes they never put on to go anywhere to do anything with anyone.
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 1:08 AM UTC
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and you were there smoking your cig in a dark corner that was my heart
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 1:49 PM UTC
Dreamland
Even to this day. i didn't know that drawing the blinds would blur the lines. but increase the ones on my forehead. stagnate and stained. will they throw rotten tomatoes or flowers on my grave? i had an affair with the producer, everyone had lines accept for me, i was listed in the brochure to be the fool. i played it well. you know i played it well. and when they laugh i see horses teeth, another wave came crashing in pulling me to my knees. I was never a star, but it doesn't mean I wasn't created to matter.
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Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 7:44 PM UTC
wrinkles
*   lights up cigarette I realized I was falling in love again * drag and there he was, right in front of me * puff because its the ******* truth that time reveals all * drag i showered 5 times in disgust after you told me it was lust. * puff I can only really shake my head and hold my heart * lights up another cigarette
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Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 12:20 PM UTC
and i thought it was you
Times fleeting again my words my intellect Its hard to find peace with where you are or what you're doing. Life is made up of moments and it is important to cherish whatever it is while you have it. Those moments are your life *Picking through the weekends half smoked cigarette butts to find any remnants of worth. I can't help but to catch myself evidently not taking my own advice mostly because I retract myself from the thought that these are my moments alone. Where can I find solace and happiness if I cannot find it within myself? I forgot what it feels like to be warm. I forgot what a genuine smile feels like. My eyes My eyes have masked over I'm lost It's everyone else thinking I'm sane that keeps me sane.
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Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 12:04 PM UTC
*Picking through the weekends half smoked cigarette butts to find any remnants of worth.
Same window different viewers inward and outward constantly changing with seasons. I always wonder how many people I've shared the same space with but at different times and if we all gathered in a room would we find something to talk about? Would we know all the places we have been? we will never know because that will never happen. so says I.
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Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 11:58 AM UTC
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