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This is the prologue to my novel. The one I’ve been working on forever. The one I’m going to finish before I graduate.
Hold me to that, please. Or I’ll never finish (or never graduate).
Category Archives: Writing
Prologue: Descent
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Magnetic Poetry #4
Sunday, October 19, 2008
This may worry you
Naked porcelain for blush
Velvet needles blind you
Celebrate perfume death.
Magnetic Poetry #3
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Flowers are out
Dark green too deep
For we translucent throbbing,
Bellowing streams of
Squirmy beating rhythm.
Angel cake is so in.
Magnetic Poetry #2
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Glass men present
Brilliant windows.
No hot girls listen;
You need a warm kiss
More than some champagne.
A young woman must
make me free like a
night star of marble
Magnetic Poetry
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Speak, voice fever
I am prisoner to it.
Women haunt the question;
Perhaps eternity dazzles me
Like candy and the child.
Old desires laugh, but
I look away broken,
Surrounded with ghosts
Devouring every delicious secret.
Be concrete or be pierced;
Bleed red, our poisons.
I never could change
or embrace yesterday
learn to explore wildly
as ferocious peace is
born and decays with
feline & blazing fire.
I will come in [...]
Familiar Faces
Sunday, October 5, 2008
This was inspired by Tears for Fears’ “Mad World,” performed by Gary Jules.
Familiar Faces
All I see around are familiar faces,
All those faces, wrinkled faces
And when the day’s all done
They’re just faces, only faces.
I don’t want expression, no expression
Drowning in their sorrow,
Drowning in their old tomorrow
And there’s no tomorrow.
All I see around are worn-out faces,
All those [...]