I'm Back
ArtisticBut I've decided to try and get back into writing, if not often, at least occasionally. And I may even try to post some of my artwork. I was quite pleased by some figure drawings that I did today.
So, perhaps you'll see more of me.
GrandmotherYou were always Grandmother Elliott, Not Virginia, grandma, nana – you were always proper. And through genetics You taught me how to stroke the paint Across blank canvases to create my own world Which I know sometimes You wished you could have done too, to Escape the manic depression, sadness that consumed you, That you passed on to me.Grandmother
Your hands were delicate but rough with age, and fragile Fingers twirled cigarettes and Shaped clay and baked goods,
And I never knew you very well. But dad says I have your deep eyes and Your smile, height, broad
The Mouths are the DreamersGray days, alone and barefoot, seated, Pondering the difference between cold and numb, Is the sex the warmth? And the words… They came from the passion? The dreams? Remembering pleasure moments, where lips met And fingers dug into youthful backs, Betraying such delicate innocence. When did purity leave me? So long ago. Lipstick smears ‘cross weathered skin, Naked toes gripping - tearing at worn sheets With their stained emptThe Mouths are the Dreamers
RunDrive. Past everything. The street is empty Your heart is full And if you keep going You can leave it all behind. Because when you get too close Sometimes you have to let go.Run
So run. From everything. The good and the bad Because love comes with both But you only seem to find one at a time. Sickly sweet And bitter backwash You never find a middle Because you are the middle Caught between with nowhere to go.
So run from arms to arms Because the only other option Is to be alone And if that happens Mayb
SpeakAnd it's like every conversation has become a lie. With pauses in between for whispers of sweet nothings, about everything.Speak
When asked what's wrong, a vague, "I'm fine," is quietly breathed. A fresh template of mirages to misdirect the personal to the informal.
And the abstract message is heard but not understood. Hidden beneath layers of meaningless words only used in pointless talk
Tell me, what do you really want? And why is it so bad that I know? The question then becomes, are you afraid of my influence upon your thoughts?
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i suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal.
-incubus
Greetings from Los Angeles!
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i suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal.
-incubus
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Our minds are as colonized and enslaved as the workers' bodies. -Jerry Sanders
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5- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
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Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You can't hug the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- hug 6 other people
4- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started hugging right away!
YOU HAVE BEEN HUGGED!!!
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You can't hug the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- hug 6 other people
4- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started hugging right away!
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