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Monday, December 05, 2005  

Another poem, hey?

God, I should so have a boyfriend. I'd write him the most beautiful love letters.

[He could make the pukie pukie motion but keep them anyway... preserved in a bowl of saccharine]

posted by Scout | 12:15 AM
 

Two leaky people

I drew you with a toe in the salt foam
+ noticed how our suckers meet to form a single tube
and everything I’ve loved in life began to bleed and move
dissolving into massive seas and white salt breeze
and all the waves along the shore froze still to point at me
and I saw the face I’d drawn was somehow drawn upon them all
Everything I’ve ever loved dissolves in you
Held together by some beautiful glue
Everything I love melts into you, blue, blue
But it’s too hard to describe so I won’t attempt to.

posted by Scout | 12:12 AM


Sunday, December 04, 2005  

salvation army christmas dinner. man served his turkey. he a) tries to redeem it for cash value, b) tries to sell it to other hardluck cases in exchange for money for port/"smokes"

posted by Scout | 5:56 AM
 

revisiting some memories.
like living in the hot uncomfortable space beneath a loose tooth.
nauseously intimate.


the line "like... tooth" above is one i tried to formulate in a story long ago and i just put it in context for fun. the original expression of the simile was far less elegant, but i've forgotten.

nigel kennedy kafka CD is playing haven't listened to it in years, thought it was gone. "look at me... i'm feminine..." johnny apollo a man no more... cracks me up, in twain. the album is so bad

posted by Scout | 12:46 AM
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