Archive for November, 2013

conduit

Nov 28 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

Jane didn’t know how she was going to start the story. She had never known how to start because all the other journalists made it so hard. There was a way to start a story and it always sounded the same, but Jane never wanted it to start like that. But this was how it was going to start this time. Because she had expected some sort of normal interview or something to go on. But J Smith was doing nothing to help her. His fashion value, his critical popularity had gone to his head. Why could Jane not be the author instead of him she did not know. They could get away with anything. He was forcing her to write some hack shit about his eccentricity?

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aphorism

Nov 27 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

without any of its honesty, love is the evil twin of hate.

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palette

Nov 27 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

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My Spirit And My Soul
Shall Never Be Separated

Nov 07 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

Great Literature
is simply language

charged with meaning
to the utmost degree.

maybe a good poet
is only a good listener

who parrots the things
that people want to hear

[NB POETS: THIS IS
NOT ABOUT YOU!]

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constellation

Nov 05 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

constellation

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War Story

Nov 05 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

Jennifer hadn’t predicted This Final Outcome as a likely contingency. It had been something that she had considered fleetingly, but now that it has come to pass, she senses her consciousness to be engulfed in a surreal state of detached horror. What has routinely happened before now has been that she, Jennifer, had been doing something stupid, and that John had rescued her. However on this occasion she has not been doing anything stupid, and John has as usual been performing according to the governance of his flawlessly sensible character, and the fact that John is now distinguishing his inherent heroism in a pool of the slick mess of his own rapidly approaching demise seems to bear no relation to anything that they have been doing in their immediate past, either as a team, or independently. The current situation is drifting in liberty of any causative bonds through realms of chaotic unmeaning. A dangerous projectile that has been mechanistically propelled with intention to cause death or at least grievous bodily harm shrieks on its deadly course overhead.

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botanica

Nov 04 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

botanica

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are you blind

Nov 04 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

artist

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maze

Nov 04 2013 Published by under Uncategorized

maze

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