You may have heard about the exploding dead whale of Florence, Oregon. You might even have seen some pictures, but not these.In 1970, a dead sperm whale was ...
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You may have heard about the exploding dead whale of Florence, Oregon. You might even have seen some pictures, but not these.In 1970, a dead sperm whale was ...
Someone who broke your heart is often not the one who can mend it
variance
Is distance the only variable separating our two plots?
Could you be down on self-devotion;
swimming in your ocean of coalesced fears, what-ifs and lost years?
Am I half way around the circle standing in a reflection
a projection, an instrument of internal predictions lacking data
Or was Plato wrong in his assumption and my soul stands undivided
- no perilous conquest for which there is only love or defeat
Was I wrong about your burning beacon on the terrain mapped for me?
Is it limitless circumstance - could I have known in advance?
With endless possibility, we became the probability
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year
Wish I had the answers but I don’t
Good lord someone find me the mashup remix of bittersweet symphony and weezers undone/sweater song
heart made of stone
please let me go
Ambrosia memories
Left more bitter than sweet
A taste I wont forget
Spoiled with the hums of regret
I’m standing here still on two feet
Am I falling or rising
I cannot perceive
A decade came
A moment late
Spurs in my heart
Thorn in my side
Time left and with it you passed by
The rising tide
Washed away what was left
Shattered glass, with no edge
I stood there at the shore
Admiring the broken pieces in my hands
A New Year’s party, 1956. Photo by Alfred Eisenstaedt.
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