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September 30th, 2012

Gently Shaking Infinity


I took her to this place I hadn’t been before, well, for this. The room was filled with woman after woman after woman everywhere I looked. There was no man to be seen except the reflection of myself in the security glass we were about to walk through. I stood beside her watching her fill out the forms as I not so secretly wished I already knew these things about her. I would smile each time she looked up at me, gently shaking. I put my hand through her hair, over and over. I looked around again, there was no where for me to sit, the room was getting crowded and no one was looking at me, even she had stopped. They called her name and she went, I was not allowed. I looked at the chair she had been in that was now quietly empty but I knew it wasn’t for me. I walked outside and looked for a place to sit.

There was no place and all the buildings around this place were bricked and without doors or windows or stoops. So I walked across the street, sat down in the shade right there on the stained concrete and leaned my back into the hard hard hard yellow bricks. I looked up the blue sky, the red bricks across the street and back up at the yellow ones over my head. I slumped down so my elbows rested on the sidewalk with only my head now resting on those hard hard hard yellow bricks. I thought about how nice the breeze was, how cool the shade was and I thought how wonderful it will be to see her face again soon.

Suddenly I was hot. Suddenly it was blindingly bright. Suddenly I could no longer feel the hard hard hard bricks on my back nor head. Suddenly my face was all wet. I pushed my face up off that stained concrete, I straightened my clothes and stood up, wiping my drool off my cheek. I leaned back on the wall, started waiting all over again and thought how hot it was and thought how I missed that breeze and thought how time really is nothing I understand.

I don’t know if she was still your wife then or if the papers had already been signed.

I also didn’t know I wouldn’t see her again after this night that was about to begin.

September 29th, 2012



I sprawled out face down on the bed that was so large I couldn’t feel where it ended. I spread her legs, took a good stare, shut my eyes and placed my face right there just like I like to only this here for the first time. I did all the things I like to and did all the things I hoped she would like me to so that I could make her feel what I like her to. With my eyes still only shut I saw the photographs that adorned this castle I was now in that lined the stairs, the tables, the walls, the refrigerator and the everywhere else. This was the very source of a man not mine.

September 27th, 2012



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September 19th, 2012

I See You Waiting


For You Will Only Truly Profit From The Death Of Me Or My Love



So Every Hour Of Every Day I Wait For All My Love To Die



Now Stand Bravely In The Open, Against All Hope

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& Wait For Her (Him, Them) To Take All Your Beauty & Laugh While You Pretend To Flee


September 17th, 2012

Battalion 18


My Love Was Stolen & Anything I Build Will Be Burnt To The Ground
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(These Are Not Metaphors)