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Alcoholic Poet

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  • The Heisenburg Effect

    Posted on Saturday November 28th, 2009 at 23:58 in quantum, sad

    Parachutes without cords. The sky accelerating. The streets try to brake. Empty machines repel us forward. In a thoughtless discharge of energy. Warm bodies receive. The unexpected propulsion. But it's wasted on these idling bodies. I'm always watchi...

  • Gracious Suicides

    Posted on Tuesday November 24th, 2009 at 23:46 in alcohol, suicide, catharsis

    The meat on the stove simmering. The house all afoul with the dead things I must consume. She tries to count the atoms in each molecule of his skin. But loses count somewhere in the billions. It's a long walk she knows. From the front door to the bac...

  • Deliveries

    Posted on Tuesday November 24th, 2009 at 23:27 in math, manic, lovers

    The bureaucracy of skin defeats her. Closets full of monsters only she can see are there. The moon is always full. It just hides from us. Chasing shadows on the surface of the sun. As we helplessly wonder when the rain will stop. There is no winter. ...

  • Turning to Page 10

    Posted on Monday November 23rd, 2009 at 00:03 in sex, frailties

    The wolf with the pigs' ribs in its jaw was sufficient high enough. The birds in the tiny houses I'd built for them. Coddling eggs soon to be lunch. Karma has no spoils that humanity hasn't already quantified. Too many impotent gods on heavy thrones ...

  • Mutations

    Posted on Sunday November 22nd, 2009 at 22:19 in loneliness, lovers, endings

    Little chokes of thanks. As I embrace the suffocation. Long stories she only tells with her eyes. Written in her brow. She teases the genie. Blowing on the bottle. Not making a single wish. She wishes for nothing. She wishes the genie wasn't inside i...

  • Blind Prophets

    Posted on Friday November 20th, 2009 at 00:18 in math, time travel, alternate universes

    The pendulum in her eyes. The hours becoming more than a feast. The claws of the kitten. Finding our skin. Fragile cuts answer the ghosts. As we watch the bubble. Time caught. Between then and now. Stale and willing to surrender. To the choices that ...

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3 stars lauran

It is a great blog, I really like it.
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lauran
Alcohol Rehab

Posted: October 25th, 2008 | Report This Comment

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