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JFKby ~ButterscotchPagan
modern artI sometimes forget what it is. What is it?modern art
To be human. Wrinkle
and sour and bruise, and disintegrate like dust from the human limbs that once stood here.
To be finite, penetrable, pale-skinned, brown-eyed, featureless, existing - but is it?
It is poetry. Harlot. Her body so close to yours, you can sense her skin. Pretty-things flutter about
like an acid-trip, as a forgiving, a taste
by ~ButterscotchPagan
title didn't fit.In this poem, I speaktitle didn't fit.
of stillness.
This is when the air sinks to the ground; soft, like symbols on a page. Scattering into the
wind, Vibrations rattling about like
snakes.
On a plane,
Jerking the window open. Reaching out and tasting the most cakelike of chocolate clouds.
When the earth has boiled, and summer falls like burnt snowflakes. 4 A.M. and s
by ~ButterscotchPagan
untitled 2A minute ago, you were sizzling in myuntitled 2
palm like fried eggs. Where'd you go? I searched beneath the desk, sifting
through paper scraps and oddball doodles. There; I saw you leap from the Detention Slip behind Seth's backpack, yr. tongue out like a Whoopee Cushion. "Yes?", teacher says, your outline still visible in her looming shadow.
"Um," I stumble, eyes still
locked to yr. movement. "I had a question, but I seem to have forgotten it."
by ~ButterscotchPagan
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Macbeth - The Facebook VersionMACBETH - THE FACEBOOK VERSIONMacbeth - The Facebook Version
Patrick McGuire and William Shakespeare are now friends. They met through the Bards You May Know tool.
Event: to meet MacBeth Tagline: "When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain?" Network: Three Witches Coven Organiser: First Witch Attending: Second Witch, Third Witch Maybe Attending: MacBeth Time: When the hurlyburly's done, When the battle's lost and won. That will be ere the set of sun.
FIRST WITCH thinks fair is foul and foul is fair. Hover through the fog and filthy air &nbs
by *paddimir
nobody listensby ~Eliara
raindanceonce i was azure like the ocean ocean ocean and i repeated every word because it felt so good rolling around in my mouth. because the sky shone with sapphires sparkling like indian names and my eyes shone too when i lay on my back, with grass slipping through my fingers imprinting my palms like mommy's rings when we crossed the street.raindance
and
her nails were crimson
once i was golden like the sun sun sun and the world poured its light as if it were all just for me because the world was as small as i was and
by ~olivelina
i have new poetry.
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- Current Residence: The one with the trees.
- Interests: Writing, Drawing, Poetry, Music.
- Favourite movie: Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind, Juno
- Favourite band or musician: Regina Spektor, Radiohead, Sigur Ros, Neutral Milk Hotel, Weezer, Rilo Kiley, ect.
- Favourite genre of music: Indie, Electronica, Anti-Folk, 8-Bit, French Pop, Alternative, Lo-Fi, Jazz, and Classical
- Favourite artist: Andy Kehoe, Ashley Goldberg, Sam Brown, Siggi Eggertsson, Heiko Müler
- Favourite poet or writer: Billy Collins, Sylvia Plath, Markus Zusak, Rebecca Wee
- MP3 player of choice: iPod Classic
- Shell of choice: Egg
- Favourite game: Paper Mario, Animal Crossing
- Favourite gaming platform: Nintendo DS
- Favourite cartoon character: Patrick Star
- Website: http://www.last.fm/user/Joshuac220
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