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IllegibleGrief became the book you read every night.Illegible
Absorbed in the illegible phrases,
Holding a flashlight under heavy sheets, The words hid as the light searched the pages.
The black print became the script of each day Until one morning, you wrote your own again
by ~liquidlime
HairIt may sound vain, And I shouldn't worry since it's rare; But I've seen the kind of painHair
It brings a woman to lose her hair. Locks draw gazes, but none elicits stares. It's the obvious, the frosting, and the exotic, The lion's stature, peacock's power, the erotic.
I’ve abused it. But I never touch the color, Darkness that roots me when nothing else does, Inheritance of every sibling and grandmother, A sign of what may be, or was, And if only by weather curls turn to fuzz, Each day a change, and so we know Some sort of evidence that we grow.
I ow
by ~liquidlime
Ways of leavingWe have different ways of leaving, you and I. My goodbye dawdles, resistant. Theatrical, I babble, pause, glance back. I wait, stretching the goodbye until I’m certain, Hovering over the doorknob, the lock,Ways of leaving
until I feel the security on both sides. A leaving ritual to safeguard return: I say goodbye so that it is not.
But you leave quietly, having no use
for ceremony, Knowing that some things don’t need a voice, Knowing that we are already secure, and our doors never close on each other.
Your goodbyes move fluid and natural, as we are. You
by ~liquidlime
wanderlustBefore Our Wanderlust Is Exhaustedwanderlust
We’ll have learned to read our own map Where the borders are not marked so clearly
And the rivers flow more defiantly Where the curves of you meet the curves of me And we are the mountains and the canyons And we are the state boundaries And the sun on my horizon and the sun on your horizon Burn between us And we lie together like twin nations Watching the same warmth rise. My moon sets below your left shoulder
as your moon sets below my right The corners of my sky meet the corners of your sky and We dream across the
by ~liquidlime
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you can get down but you cant be afraid.
here it is again
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you can get down but you cant be afraid.
well, heres a link, a little window will pop up (so dont close it) and take a second or two to load and then itll tell you what its all about.. its like a cool audio/visual thing in a planetarium
lots of cool music and i think, from the looks of it... and cuz they mentioned his name in the thing somewhere... that alex grey helped out with the visual half : ))
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you can get down but you cant be afraid.
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