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hypo-whatit's easy to tell that some are ill -they cough -they sneeze and when they breathe -they hack -they weezehypo-what
then there are some that just cry -all night -all day or only fantasize -about children -while they play
but nobody can say what's wrong with me; even though everyday i find a new doctor t
by ~boinkers
the reason for nightmareswhat would our world be like if "the worst nightmare" came with an [x]the reason for nightmares
at the top right corner? just a -click-, not a site we wanted to see anyway. would the fair twin ever be appreciated- just another fake bitch, another [x], another -click-. no use for her; the world has [x] for all unwanteds and their spawned dreams.
little mouse you don't bother
when you think you have that [catnip] (it's just grass by the way) but you dare to dream to gorge for endless days on endless bounty, when the cat gets, &nbs
by ~boinkers
taking it all backstars on cardboard boxes, rest- next to perfect pancakes, on plates packed away.taking it all back
he showed up, taking everything, amid breakfast table chaos and innocent protests:
answered- something about how mom didn't pay.
the metal frame, on creaky wheels loaded with
brown filled goodness, carted off memories- some born just yesterday.
while on the floor i sat, with magic black, giving birth to stars on cardboard boxes; i would find them- someday.
by ~boinkers
USE ME lps contestbroken dreamsUSE ME lps contest
and plundered hopes fade away. just cheap cards, with cheaper words- a cunning trio that so easily stole the golden fruit from within your castle; leaving you to stand there in disbelief, yelling then sobbing into the telephone. how easily lies slipped from slick lips shatter the fragile.
by ~boinkers
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Hipsters and Ghost Love v2Hipsters, Ghost Love, Transitory SpacesHipsters and Ghost Love v2
You imagined this scenario, this "not falling in love" thing, but it came to reality a little differently than you had planned. You’re home in Sacramento, a numb city laden with a familiar ennui, which insists upon you like a down comforter. There is a reason you left Sacramento: when you ask a passing pedestrian what there is to do for fun around here, they say, "there's a park downtown where you can take a tour of the trees." "Trees?" "Yeah. About 90 different varieties. It’s really enthralling."
by `wildoats
The History Lesson (I)The History Lesson
In a picture of you, black and white in 1960 and dull red, shadow-cast in sepia, with age, you have scarred your nine year-old eyebrow in a frightening ‘Never-Jump-on-the-Bed’ epic, which has long since been eaten away by acid because you never bound it in tissue paper like Mother always instructed from the kitchen.
Your Ozarkian history always narrates in swells, slighted twangs sticking, dangling in the air
like the exotic opera-pluck of the Chinese falsetto.
by ~catching
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- Current Residence: little apartment near the beach
- Favourite photographer: who cares who took the pretty picture...it's a pretty picture.
- Personal Quote: if you never take the first step, you won't take the second
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