July 2010
20 posts
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shuffleboard
Intertwined with the enveloping fingers of fate.
Are the pre-destinened threads of time.
Along these fibers we seperate from ourselves our hate.
And breathe deep breaths of succulent sincerity.
Walking amongst the playground of the gods.
-EJH
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Beveled Edges
And few times have I not stuttered the words.
Less time to hold in the palm of my hand.
Insignificant emotions bruised and vestigal.
Meaningless is powerful.
-EJH
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nakedgerman-deactivated20100829 asked: I give credit where its due. You inspired this one...
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Hope all is well. :)
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Vorbei Die Nacht Ist
Ich weiss.
Diese traume.
Ich habe sie woch.
Und fürs erste.
Sie sind genug.
Genügend, damit mein Leben fortfährt.
-EJH
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Something For The Early Mornings
I have only this one life
That and these many nights alone
With no one but my mind
I never sleep
I don’t even think I am a real person
And I know well what I want
But I don’t remember why
I didn’t leave for the house of the sun yesterday.
I don’t know even know today
-EJH
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Algo Por Las Mañanas Tempranos
Tengo solo mi una vida Este y los muchos noches con nadie Nadie pero mi mente Nunca me duermo No creo que soy una persona real Y yo se bien lo que me quiero Pero no me recuerdo porqué No me fuí a la casa del sol ayer No conozco hoy -EJH
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Breeze And Fleece
Advising yourself for the first time. Smoking with your left hand. So you can hold the wheel and hide. Comforting and still. It burns like whiskey to know. That you’re living to die. -EJH
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Eyeless And Outnumbered
I am blind.
Relying on acutely altered perception.
Lost in the black.
Without the presence of such.
Sky is a relative term.
Untouchable is a far better choice.
The most significant of things.
Are monosyllabic icons of inexplicable relativity.
Fraudulent depth on the tongues of the passionate.
The beloved and despised shouting amongst the flock.
Peddlers of misguided imagery and plastic...
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Tri-ku
As the days progress.
The illuminated end.
Is still just as far.
Stopping to observe.
And to watch myself implode.
I don’t remember.
Here I still sit.
Reciting the lines I lost.
Inadvertently.
-EJH
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Prowler
You are the color of grey.
You would make today tomorrow.
The moon soothes you.
You the stubborn.
These last few chances are final regrets.
Tearing open fresh wounds.
Open lungs exposed to miasma.
The broken mandibles of a culture on its knees.
Curbside gutters littered with our teeth.
-EJH
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A Flare In The Fog
Most things are caught in the grey.
Lost between double spaced paragraphs with no indentations.
Misunderstandings forged in insufficient space.
Subordinate efforts erased in lost time.
Static flowing ankle high.
Such is the frequency of imbalanced attention.
-EJH
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Buried Deeply Airborne
So ill.
So nauseated by peripheral glances in mirrors.
Dislike towards center mass.
Imploding self-esteem burning composure up in the process.
Someone please take a hit of the fucking opiate idols for me.
I’ve got not space for them in my head.
Or time on my hands.
-EJH
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Sliding Doors
The wind is more temperate now after the sun has set.
I walk faster toward home.
Toward warmth and increasing altitude.
I walk fast to let the cold numb my dissatisfaction.
In the sweatshop in my head.
The sewing machines are always running.
Uninspired hands guiding thoughts under a blunt needle.
Stitching together my subconscious in predetermined patterns.
Someone should unlock the doors...
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Perpetual Automation
Out of birth, my abortion granted me a life.
Behind this face I hide this mask of mine.
Each step on this conveyor belt I take with sleeping limbs.
The pins and needles gradually evolve and emerge as nails and screws.
Debility and fatigue force me to my knees.
But still blissful is this pyrrhonian regress.
Immobilized I collapse.
Riding in reverse through an infinite assortment of memory...
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Breath From Above
Under a monocular beam of star light.
Curling edges of parchment pavement fray at the seams.
Microscopic deliberance in the tattered edge of vestigal fabric.
Blessed by some impatient curator of bodies and roles.
Who is he of the hexed incompetence.
Tougue tied typewriters expel loops of endless symmetry.
Decipher your own eulogy in disquise.
-EJH
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Rebounding Let Go's
Hand fed from blood red palms.
Calloused bridges to oppurtunity.
Slide by me again sailor of skies.
On a roadside breeze from the eager impulse.
Broken skeletons of model time.
Perfect reperucussions of the replicating fire-escapes.
-EJH
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Escapism
Born of two.
Each bestowing a gift of curses.
Bringing a summit of chivalry within.
And spread benevolence outward.
The fickle fed and the abused slept.
And he wept.
He has shed his last tear.
Moral leaves his touch.
Mounting his lion of pride-fueled ambition.
He speaks to the all inclusive wanderer.
On the deaf ears of the dead.
The smile is being rehearsed behind his sealed...
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Bits and Releases
Even the smallest symptoms of viral hatred are contagious.
Only the foolhardy and the innocent believe to be immunized.
No portion of empathy remains in this epidemic of animosity.
Brother murders brother.
Father buries son.
-EJH
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Smoke Signals
Believe every word that has ever parted the lips of drones
Mannequins with expensive taste
Plastic figurines with fully automatic sovereignty
Wearing vests of kevlar piety over their blackened hearts
For if the fear of the drowsiest night invades your every thought
This sleepwalk is just that
-EJH
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A Green Vendetta
Shielded by blasphemy
Shrouded in clouds of deliberate breaths taken in recreation
Recreational Respiration
And so to a certain anonymous
Anonymous is approximately correct
Oh you of approximate proximity
So close to me that I smell my blood in your veins
I cannot count the times you have turned your back on the ones you love
On the fucking fingers of twenty hands
A sorry excuse for a...
