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kathryn-houghton
American
My heart belongs to myself Right now that much is true But lately I’ve been thinking Perhaps it should belong to you You walk by and it hiccups You talk to me and it sighs It’s telling me it wants you And my heart rarely lies.
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Dec 23, 2010
Dec 23, 2010 at 2:11 AM UTC
My Heart Belongs...
How deep is the Ocean Is Seven miles Deeper than my deepest thoughts? Does the lack of light Breed as much darkness As I can in A single night? Are there creatures there So heinous that I Couldn’t even Dream of dreaming them up? What mysteries What horrors Could lie in a land More alien Than the moon? I think this is Why the Ocean Terrifies me And why I’ll never swim In open water With a billion tons Of blackness beneath my feet.
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Dec 6, 2010
Dec 6, 2010 at 3:22 PM UTC
How Deep is the Ocean?
There is a child starving Save your soul and drop a penny in the box Leftover from your super-sized meal.
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Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 12:24 PM UTC
Save Your Soul
i want to follow my Heart But i am afraid That if i let the reins go It will catapult me Straight through the clouds And into the Sun Where i will disappear In a sad little wisp Of insignificant smoke
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Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 9:28 AM UTC
Following
I look up At higher faces Suspended in Disastrous places Their eyes don’t blink They cannot see Their mouths, they gape, And scream at me! I’m terrified And now I find With a tremble That I too am blind! I can’t feel the ground I must be in the air I sense wary eyes, And know they must stare. My mouth hangs wide Flies catch on my tongue And to those below My words must be sung. When the wind starts to gust I belt out my song The air around me trembles When it reaches the throng, And now they have joined us, In these disastrous places Forming so perfectly A sky of blind faces!
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Sep 22, 2010
Sep 22, 2010 at 7:34 PM UTC
Sky of Faces
Cavern mouths spill waterfall words and they all end up pooled in one place; in that place little fishy thoughts grow and they slip down other waterfalls and grow again in great word pools filling from waterfalls flowing from messy cavern mouths.
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Sep 5, 2010
Sep 5, 2010 at 10:03 PM UTC
Fishy Thoughts
Floating on open sea the thought excites me but I am a coward; falling through open air that I could do for I can see the bottom
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Aug 28, 2010
Aug 28, 2010 at 8:33 PM UTC
I Am a Coward
I don’t know rattling gunfire terror Sand in eyes when sight is key I’ve never had life flow From my best friend onto my fingertips I’ve never killed a stranger Or hated one enough to seriously consider it I haven’t watched metal angels soar Releasing exploding flowers from their bellies I don’t wake cold sweaty drenched Long after the battle has ended I don’t see faces endless faces Imagine lives that do not live I don’t want any of this I’ll probably never have any of this I won’t know it I won’t live with it So why Should they?
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Aug 25, 2010
Aug 25, 2010 at 9:05 PM UTC
Fear for Fatigues
The night creeps upon them Its fingers slipping into their mouths “Shh,” it traces over slack lips The night kisses eyes bloodshot and heavy Softly mouths them closed “Sleep,” it drips between eyelashes The night embraces paralyzed bodies Massages away the dead weight “Relax,” it flows through stiff limbs The night settles upon their heads Floats in through their ears “Dream,” it releases into waiting minds
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Aug 24, 2010
Aug 24, 2010 at 12:09 AM UTC
The Night
I AM GOING TO WIN, I AM GOING TO WIN, I AM GOING TO WIN, I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON I WON THIS ROCKS MY SOCKS MAN BECAUSE I AM THE BEST AND I DID IT I DID IT I DID IT YES I DID YES I AM THE VICTOR I HAVE ACHIEVED IT AND I THANK PEOPLE WHICH PEOPLE? I DON’T KNOW EVERYBODY, HOW BOUT THAT A LITTLE PIECE OF GRATITUDE TO CARRY AROUND IN YOUR WALLET AND SHOW TO THE PERSON STANDING AT THE ****** OVER AND HE WON’T PUNCH YOU BECAUSE HE IS SHOWING YOU HIS LITTLE PIECE OF GRATITUDE TOO YOU CAN HAVE A GRATITUDE PARTY INVITE YOUR FRIENDS INVITE STRANGERS INVITE THOSE PEOPLE WHO GO AROUND IN THOSE GIANT STREET CLEANERS AT NIGHT BECAUSE THEY LIKE TO HAVE FUN TOO AND WHEN EVERYONE HAS COME TOGETHER WITH ALL THEIR LITTLE PIECES OF GRATITUDE THEY WILL MERGE TOGETHER AND MAKE THE ULTIMATE THANK YOU AND IT WILL BLOW YOUR MINDS AND YOUR SOCKS TOO SO YOU’LL BE STANDING AROUND MINDLESS AND SOCKLESS AND I WILL TAKE OVER THE WORLD AND MAKE EVERYONE WALK BAREFOOT IN THE SNOW AND THEY WILL LISTEN BECAUSE THEIR MINDS HAVE BEEN BLOWN TO BITS YOU SEE AND THEY WILL DO WHATEVER I TELL THEM TO SO I WILL MAKE THEM FORM A PEOPLE HOUSE FOR ME TO LIVE IN AND IT WILL BE THE STURDIEST HOUSE THAT WHEN AN EARTHQUAKE COMES IT WILL ONLY SHAKE IT LIKE JELLO AND JELLO IS GOOD SO THAT IS NOT A PROBLEM AND THIS MY FRIENDS IS WHY YOU MUST NEVER THANK ANYONE BECAUSE THEN YOU BECOME SLAVES
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Aug 21, 2010
Aug 21, 2010 at 7:18 PM UTC
I Am Going To Win