January 2011
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I could look in your face For a thousand years It’s like a civil war Of pain and of cheer But if you was a horse I could help you with your chains I could ride you through the fields By your fiery mane May your shade be sweet And float upon the lakes Where the sun will be Made of honey I’ll cry gardens while you burn ‘Cause no one here can save you She’s returning to the Earth But...
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I’ve got to tell you how I love you always I think of it on grey mornings with death in my mouth the tea is never hot enough then and the cigarette dry the maroon robe chills me I need you and look out the window at the noiseless snow At night on the dock the buses glow like clouds and I am lonely thinking of flutes I miss you always when I go to the beach the sand is wet with tears that...
Anonymous asked: If anyone could see it!? The harsh bubble tart anger that everyone seems to have inside them. Is it times fault? The 21st century just isnt so fashionable to the universe. Quite possibly the earth was just the universes terrible sophmore record release. We of course get the shit end of that deal (being humans and all). I don't know how to solve any of these questions of this harsh bubble tart...
Frank O’Hara - Ode … It’s as if I were carrying a horse on my shoulders and I couldn’t see his face. His iron legs hang down to the earth on either side of me like the arch of triumph in Washington Square. I would like to beat someone with him but I can’t get him off my shoulders, he’s like evening. Evening! your breeze is an obstacle, it changes me, I am being...
