"fake it 'till you make it"
Pretend I'm Hillary Clinton.
Thank god it's dark
Sweating like a steam roll
Did they see me trip?
I want to face the wall
Why do i always do this to myself?
Be calm and be batman
Keep Clam and don't blink
You'll be fine, maybe...
Avoid Teressa's eyes
Friday, February 14, 2014
Are you suggesting what i think you're suggesting?
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Mel's Diner, those blissful red booths.
Thighs molded
to a bright red booth,
with Georgia on the Mind.
The Queen wailing it's demand
for melancholy beauty.
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Awoken by the Fall
It was the rudest of awakenings. One moment i was abstractly aware of the branch I sat, dozing on. That it was an almost painful point of support only a child wouldn't care to endure.
And then it had vanished.
For all I knew, gone from existence like a fly flown too fast by.The sound of wind in my ears as startling as a mother's kiss, planted too suddenly by your ear.
Posted by Julianna at 10:20 AM 0 comments
Eyelash Whisperings
It's quite here
like listening to the sound
of your own blinking.
The colors that brush the wall
like Spackle
taunting you to gaze upon
their searing luminosity.
To loose yourself in a rhythm
that can only be
observed
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