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When Poetry Came in Search of Us. Today i raced against a rain cloud,. Its dark underbelly sliding across the glass skylight,. Sweating drops before the downpour,. As i weaved threading my line between dreams, 470s and icons. For a while we kept pace as the sky dimmed,. Setting the depressingly perfect north western mood. I could hear the cackle of a grunge guitar scratch its way through the sky,. Come nightfall the grey will be painted over with black,.
Looking towards the future; We were begging for the past. Even though the entire event lasted for fifty seconds. 8220;Little Girl kneels at the foot of the bed,. Droops on the little hands little brown head. Melissa Bishop is saying her prayers.
January 16, 2010 by Erica. Overlooking the fields of opportunities. One of them includes you. Located on the highest tower. Standing on a balcony,. Waiting for a sign,. Not wanting to move into action. That act as closed gates. That continually repeat in my head. But desires to move forward,. Whether it be intimacy or amity.
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From the remnants of empty hands,. Faded with the blister heat. Still leave us dry and evaporated. Like the corners of our mouths condensed,. Jeezus, where the fuck am I? I see the Vegas strip. What the fuck have I been drinking? 8212; my neck is killing me.
The blanket of clouds warm me up on this cool morning. I look up and thank you, mom, for bringing me into this world. Each wave crashing on the shore is a birthday greeting from the universe. A quiet solitude moment to count my blessings. Drink this bottomless mimosa to quench my thirst. The birth of my son brings a new definition of birthdays. So as I sit here thanking the world for another year,.
Flash Friction by, Edren T. Sumagaysay, Prince of Guam. A Series of Events of Inconsesquential Consequence. Just that they are real stories that make no difference to each other,. Which, conversely, makes the difference. Strippers, drugs, being retardedly drunk,. The overuse of the word retarded,. A lot of commas and cussing,.
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