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 Post subject: prompt for 11/15 - 11/22 or whatev
PostPosted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 10:15 pm 
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write about leftovers.

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Only 1 lucky sperm can impregnate an egg, what the hell happens to the rest of the sperm anyway?

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PostPosted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 2:20 am 
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leftovers for Lanie
were scattered across
pink sheets and metal frames

leftovers for Lanie
loved to gawk with
ladylike eyes.
they reminded her of being left behind

and leftovers for lanie
were usually scraps of shrapnel
left behind from some
loveless liaison

leftovers for Lanie
spoke a language
a laughing tongue
that told her she was left behind

and leftovers for Lanie
often left her limp and listless

leftovers for Lanie was all she had


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PostPosted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 4:43 pm 
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Location: Rio
gone (by deav)
Rio, Nov 2004
(?)


i’ve been searching
then you came
but you had your fingers
crossed behind your back
i built a castle of cards
then it crumbled down
leaving behind just a pile of wreck

but i don’t need to be here
crawling
collecting crumbs of affection
no i don’t need to be here
kneeling
begging for a bit of attention

so i’m gone
i’m gone
i’m gone
and i’ll never be back
now i’m gone
i’m gone
i’m gone
and the last thing you’ll see
is the back of my neck

i really thought i had found
what i was looking for
but i was only half a being
now i know i was wrong
i must be one
to deserve a whole feeling

no i don’t need to be here
crawling
collecting crumbs of affection
no i don’t need to be here
kneeling
begging for a bit of attention

so i’m gone
i’m gone
i’m gone
and i’ll never be back
now i’m gone
i’m gone
i’m gone
and the last thing you’ll see
is the back of my neck

yes i’m gone
i’m gone
the further i can from you
and i'll run
i’ll run
i’ll run
as if i had a gun
aimed at the back of my neck

* * *

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PostPosted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 8:27 pm 
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Location: going to marrakesh
subtle shadows
floating, dancing on
the depths of murk,
surfacing
like catfish finding
gentle tremors:
shockwaves before
earthquakes;
left over

fears

dissapating like
aftershocks;
like small schools of
fish finding
gentle tremors;
like subtle shadows.

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though you weight it down with stones to try to drown it
it floats
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PostPosted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 11:11 pm 
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all that's left now are interim travelers and freeloaders and vagrants hoping for handouts of campbell's and horseradish and a few words on cummings and death and hope from empty blue skies; and as the temps move through I realize how much easier it is to be them, how much easier it is to leave nothing more than reminders and gain nothing more than a road to anywhere and -

-andoh, oh how hard it's been to photograph all the flowers in black & white and oh, would you mind locking the door

(and, pleasesay, perhaps nailing it)

on you way out, because after you go the only one who'll ever want back in this cold place is a thief or a priest, and really, aren't they one and the same?

somewhere between the valley and the shadow lies the truth; somewhere buried in sands is a door to a bright day filled with lillies and sadness and i know that you're over there somewhere still waiting, I know that across the infinite span of the universe there's another you drifting across another sea for another me and oh, how the spiral takes me through all the unspoken desires and oh, how beats of shattered poetry and the lines

(lines coming through now sparsely; lines diving through static and lines kissing starlight with shades of shadow)

slowly fades, only leaving leftover memories to stand stagnant and glowing -
- like nuclear flashes
- or the outline of a soft smile in the negative of a negative.



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PostPosted: Sat Nov 26, 2005 5:53 am 
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Location: this stark raving, sick, sad little world
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and all i really wanted was for you to notice me when all the other pieces were missing. when everything little thing had disappeared and i was all that was left. sure, i wouldn't feel important because you would have left me for last but at least then i would have been able to be happy. when all the candles have burnt out and all the music has stopped i'll still be standing here waiting to help you. waiting to save you.

when you're away all i have are the words you left me with, all the pictures you sent to me, and all the times you made me smile. that is all it's really about, just being happy. something tells me that you could make me happy. i know that i don't know much about this life and i may not be certain of many things but that's one thing that i do know.

so, tonight i'll sit and listen to all those songs that we talked about because just one note from them reminds me of you. and i'll save a few clicks of the mouse for you and the pictures of your cats. i am sure that i'm getting ahead of myself and i know that this could be a mistake but i don't really want to waste another minute. here's to you....

the sun is out
the sky is blue
it's beautiful
and so are you....












i kinda went off on a tangent there..but oh well.

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