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So, I did a thing. #NewCar #PonyLife #MustangGt #CaliforniaSpecial https://www.instagram.com/p/CZUSGz5rw5n/?utm_medium=tumblr
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$2.50 Can Feed a Family
A blank stare, A furtive glance, Through windows stained by cruelty. Dirt and glass waltz along the olive-coated epidermis Of an almost reflective (sandpapered) visage. Do the people who see me know I will never read this picture book? An atrophied tendon stands at attention. A paunch breadbasket extends, Rounded to spite emptiness. Endless gnawing from Down under Cracks through the heavens…
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The Easy Part
I used to sit awake riding waves of a cotton polyester vessel, searching for ease’s possibility amid the indistinct unknown as it transported me, the wondering wanderer to what my friend’s lives were imagined to be. Were they cared for at home’s inner rooms, truly? Was it trumpeted through every corridor with stately intensity? Was it charged into orchestral action with gestures of substance or…
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Only Time Will Tell
Only Time Will Tell
What we are, Is all we have ever been. We are nothing, And yet, everything. We are the agapornis, We are the crow. We are the chorus and The verse. A crescendo to diminuendo (And back to crescendo again). We are A parsed lip, A playful nip, A heavy embrace colored in spontaneity Under a precipitous deluge. We are A curve of two eyes Hooked in coyness, A furtive glance across the room, A missed…
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My Breath
You are my breath (the very oxygen that gives life to my once deflated lungs ). Every day without you Is like a day without breathing {Because you are the very breath that I breathe.} So every day I die Only to be revived again by my love for you. Though It is true, That this love gives me life, When you are from my sight I am forced to relive this agony Day and night Leaving me life-less…
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5/19/17 Pearl-soaked daydreams double as A night-induced coma Toes about-face toward the familiar Unknown of a four-cornered bird cage. Only a prison could guide a hand So unencumbered by re…
Another newer poem I wrote.
5/18/2017 Rain falls. Copper coated crimson marooned on raised ridges of an otherwise dry face. Sodium sweetened promises escape their sealed half-crescented vaults, drowning virility in spi…
New Poem I wrote
Get Well Soon
5/19/17 Pearl-soaked daydreams double as A night-induced coma Toes about-face toward the familiar Unknown of a four-cornered bird cage. Only a prison could guide a hand So unencumbered by reality as it Clings, suspended, to nothingness. Illusionary tactics won’t work on an astute eye. But what can really be seen From behind an oxygen mask?
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Remembering the Night We Kissed in The Rain
Remembering the Night We Kissed in The Rain
5/18/2017 Rain falls. Copper coated crimson marooned on raised ridges of an otherwise dry face. Sodium sweetened promises escape their sealed half-crescented vaults, drowning virility in spited oceans. Eye for another. Tooth for the same. The fight for contented autonomy distances the need for such occurrences. Only a ruptured heart can Ever cause bloody tears to flow from one’s eyes.
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Goodbye Arizona
Last, we shot with his rifle. This thing was powerful and using it was completely invigorating! Oh, and I got a triple bullseye. 😜😉🤗 (at Scottsdale Gun Club)
30 yards away was soooomuch more difficult with the 45. Still did better than I thought I would lol. #PewPewPew #Merica (at Scottsdale Gun Club)
Jalin took me shooting this week, for the 1st time. I did way better than I expected to do. Pistols first, both targets are mine. 🤗😳 Jalin is a really good shot. I have much to learn lol. #PewPewPew #Merica (at Scottsdale Gun Club)
This was the BEST enchilada I have EVER had. This week, we went to #CarlosObriens in Arizona. So absolutely wonderful. The Enchilada was literally the size of the plate. 😍😍😍 (at Carlos O'Brien's Mexican Restaurant)
Final Post: Rear Window
Final Post: Rear Window
How do the stories that unfold in the apartments across from Jeff’s “rear window” relate to the relationship between Jeff (Jimmy Stewart) and Lisa (Grace Kelly)? Think especially about Miss Torso, Miss Lonelyhearts, the Composer, the Newlyweds, and, of course, the Thorwalds. Consider, also, the different ways Jeffries and Lisa react to what goes on in those apartments. How does Hitchcock manage…
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