May 2012
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Here lies a toppled god.
His fall was not a small one.
We did but build his...
– H.G. Wells, A Short History of the World (via libraryland)
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April 2012
25 posts
Find what you love and let it kill you.
– Charles Bukowski
Anonymous asked: where are you from
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Pencil thin mustaches, And dexterous fingers that dance off welcoming bodies, young boys eager for candy. Taffy, ocean born, tendons and ligaments stretch and resist departure from sweet supine spine, stuck between teeth. I paint eyes on my walls, I’m always being watched. I’m a star, I’m so fantastic. Look at me dance. Look at my chest. Your body is a dying field, my plastic shield, and we...
My Bohemian Life
I went off with my hands in my torn coat pockets; My overcoat too was becoming ideal; I traveled beneath the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal; Oh dear me! what marvelous loves I dreamed of! My only pair of breeches had a big hole in them. – Stargazing Tom Thumb, I sowed rhymes along my way. My tavern was at the Sign of the Great Bear. – My stars in the sky rustled softly. And I listened to them,...
March 2012
31 posts
Now she’s a little boy in Spain, playing pianos filled with flames.
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trailer trash
Eating snow flakes with plastic forks And a paper plate of course, you think of everything Short love with a long divorce And a couple of kids of course They don’t mean anything Live in trailers with no class goddamn I hope I can pass high school means nothing Taking heartache with hard work Goddamn I am such a jerk, I can’t do anything And I shout that you’re all...