*sjslack
~Dancing through life
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Four amI understand them. Empty whiskey bottles. Empty bottles of port that will be neglected for a few days. The bin men don’t come until Tuesday anyway. A warm haze that descends and clenches in a pincer-like grip until words ooze out of you. Blood like dark blue ink trailing across a page. You get. Get Angry! Because you can’t write quick enough, and this is the best thing. The best thing! An important thing.Four am
And it defines you.
I understand the empty bottles of wine ad cider. That four in the morning feeling. It’s not sleep, but you’re close, and in that moment you’re at your most truthful. But
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ConversationsAll that I can feel Is the accuracy of a different hand A ‘wonky’ piece of writing That goes outside the linesConversations
It’s simply the sight of a spring Sunday On the clock, as my eyes stare at whiteness And my ears Listen to opinions that shan’t be silenced.
It’s different This feeling to an hour ago, When things were so ‘up in the air’ Moving through the circles without a care When mind didn’t even begin to dare
Defy destiny and do the things of friends And do to defy and if not, make amends Opportun
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I used to beYou only hear a whisper When I’m shouting you And there’s now not a single mask That you can see full throughI used to be
And I’m dancing in the gutter With the raindrops on my skin But I’ve never been so happy Since I let the learning in
As the filth swirls around my feet My head is clean and wise And I know now myself to be My own perfect disguise
And the sharpened hunger of regret Means that I am real And with some pain I then let go Of things those dreamers feel
Life should never be this hard Or so they
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Peripheral VisionAnd I'm just in your peripheral vision so you might need to turn your head and it's turned into my personal mission to question all the words that you've said.Peripheral Vision
And you can pretend to not hear me even though my lips are right near your ear and you can just pretend to not feel me even though I'm only standing right here.
And there's something that you want to ask me when you have that whiskey on your breath and you wonder and you wish to not be so honestly scared to death.
But I'm just in your peripheral vision 'cause you don't dare to compromise
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Chat with GodChat with God
I sat down next to God today, On 12th and Main. He smiled at me like He always does, Offering that same stick of gum. No, says I, I think I'll pass. He nods, putting it away into His coat pocket. He watches the birds, the same ones He feeds each day. You know, says He, if I were to stop feeding these birds...
...they wouldn't die.
I nod. This is the same statement He has uttered before. You see, He continues, the human race and all that live on this earth Are beyond extraordinary at birth. I made them that way, you see. They don't need Me here. No...I
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: England
- Interests: Roleplaying, Reading, Writing, Poetry, Paintball, Re-Enacting.
- Favourite movie: Mrs Dalloway
- Favourite band or musician: Natalie Imbruglia, Alanis Morisette, Meatloaf, Josh Kelley, etc
- Favourite genre of music: Soft Rock
- Favourite artist: Michael Whelan
- Favourite poet or writer: Emily Dickinson / Anne McCaffrey
- Favourite photographer: Monty Sloan
- Operating System: Windows Vista
- MP3 player of choice: iPod Shuffle
- Favourite cartoon character: Iron Man
- Personal Quote: I keep meaning to actually sit down and do some writing...but life keeps getting in the way
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, Paper, Computer, Lack of sanity
- Website: http://www.Inspired-Quill.com
- Email: sjslack2000@hotmail.com
- MSN: sjslack2000@hotmail.com
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"Lestat, you are the damnedest creature. You are a brat prince."
-Marius
The Vampire Lestat
To my grammar nazi:
"English doesn't borrow from other languages. It follows them down dark allies, knocks them over, and goes through their pockets for loose grammar."
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And Lot's wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned to a pillar of salt. So it goes.
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I know you want what's on my mind
I know you like what's on my mind
I know what eats you up inside
I know you know, you know
Sex Type Thing - Stone Temple Pilots
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And the small but Unbreakable Grasshopper said unto the enigmatic Dancing Dragon, "What the Hell are you doing? You're rumbling my ground!"
Just because we're different doesn't mean we're not HUMAN!
~ Mark Madge
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“You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me” - C.S. Lewis
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And the small but Unbreakable Grasshopper said unto the enigmatic Dancing Dragon, "What the Hell are you doing? You're rumbling my ground!"
Just because we're different doesn't mean we're not HUMAN!
~ Mark Madge
Wifey = Love
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And Lot's wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned to a pillar of salt. So it goes.
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~Wherever I may be~
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