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    dotsJournal: The bookdots
    Mood: The Usual

    What happens when you make it happen.

    ...Created 2013-01-25 08:19:02

    dotsJournal: dots
    Mood: The Usual


    ...Created 2012-01-16 14:23:24

    dotsJournal: ERBdots
    Mood: The Usual

    After Rock-and-Rolla Lover Talk

    The ridges of us fall soft against long talks
    that speak of tongues tasting our first time.

    The elastic nature of words, their geometry and flair,
    reach into the west
    to swindle and cajole.

    Exalted, the navel is your epicenter
    where there's no room for timid fingers.
    Something incendiary
    makes us gasping ash.

    There is only calm
    where organs lay wet.

    ...Created 2011-12-27 11:05:18

    dotsJournal: Imbalanced dots
    Mood: The Usual

    The only imbalance
    is my bent
    left to solitude.
    I am not good for myself. (I know.)
    [If you think I'm giving up on her,
    that's your problem.]

    I am up all night.
    I've had the stars darned
    like an old sweater
    She and I

    My baby ladybug
    comes home
    because God kissed
    at birth.

    Faith in spirit

    ...Created 2011-06-13 15:33:40

    dotsJournal: That Place dots
    Mood: In Love

    ...Created 2011-06-07 11:29:42

    dotsJournal: Take Notedots
    Mood: The Usual

    A Vivaldi in Doc Martins of soul-deep, plasma-sucked scars
    wears a vest worn gray by a decade
    of travel.

    Fuchsia Marinka bloom around his crown
    while white-knuckling the wheel.
    Home! Home! Home!
    A broken watch winds over this cat's wrist.
    Thick are brass knuckles

    Boisterous sex of the famished
    has long worn off.
    Carrying an axe handle
    and wicked-whipped switchblade
    he hears Lacrimosa

    A Millay without the burden
    of old rain,
    Iron & Wine keeps her in control.
    She pulls on her skirt
    now well-cherished and gent\thug-owned.

    Donne, Williams and Stevens
    hands wander,
    pockets full of un-cashed silver dollars.

    Their fame is the bond of semen.

    ...Created 2011-05-22 11:09:32

    dotsJournal: dots
    Mood: The Usual

    Only always ever you.

    ...Created 2011-05-16 11:46:50

    dotsJournal: A Hostdots
    Mood: The Usual

    Danse Russe

    If I when my wife is sleeping
    and the baby and Kathleen
    are sleeping
    and the sun is a flame-white disc
    in silken mists
    above shining trees,--
    if I in my north room
    dance naked, grotesquely
    before my mirror
    waving my shirt round my head
    and singing softly to myself:
    "I am lonely, lonely.
    I was born to be lonely,
    I am best so!"
    If I admire my arms, my face,
    my shoulders, flanks, buttocks
    again the yellow drawn shades,--

    Who shall say I am not
    the happy genius of my household?

    - William Carlos Williams

    ...Created 2011-03-31 13:03:09

    dotsJournal: ER Brooksdots
    Mood: In Love

    Other Mouth

    The mouth the world sees
    the mouth you eat with
    the mouth you speak with
    the mouth you use to voice a poem
    the mouth you use to rejoice in song
    the mouth you use to be simply social
    the mouth basking in its own smile
    the mouth that yawns and answers the phone
    the mouth exposed to the four corners

    But what about the other mouth?
    The mouth the world does not see
    the mouth you throb with
    the mouth you tide with
    the mouth you use to earth a cock
    the mouth you use to birth a child
    the mouth basking in its own wetness
    the mouth that flames without fire
    the mouth at which the four directions become one

    - John Agard

    ...Created 2011-03-25 07:56:51

    dotsJournal: dots
    Mood: The Usual

    The School Of Metaphysics

    Executioner happy to explain
    How his wristwatch works
    As he shadows me on the street.
    I call him that because he is grim and officious
    And wears black.

    The clock on the church tower
    Had stopped at five to eleven.
    The morning newspapers had no date.
    The gray building on the corner
    Could've been a state pen,

    And then he showed up with his watch,
    Whose Gothic numerals
    And the absence of hands
    He wanted me to understand
    Right then and there.

    Charles Simic

    ...Created 2011-03-22 16:39:45

    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.

    not alone written by Daniel Barlow
    Gone written by MyPeriodical
    untitled written by MyPeriodical
    Scared written by MyPeriodical
    That Kind of Love Never Brought Me Flowers written by Jazzy
    Untitled written by _winky_
    Remember written by MyPeriodical
    Stance written by Daniel Barlow
    To Be written by MyPeriodical
    Release written by robbie
    written by Daniel Barlow
    One day older, One year wiser. written by Rhythmal
    written by Daniel Barlow
    A Donde Llegamos written by MyPeriodical
    written by Daniel Barlow
    Rezar por la naturaleza written by MyPeriodical
    In God's Name written by poetotoe
    Where is My Ghost written by ForgottenGraves
    Legends written by poetotoe
    HeroĆ­na written by MyPeriodical
    Survive ed - right back at the beginning written by MyPeriodical
    written by Daniel Barlow
    Sanctimony written by MyPeriodical
    Canalizar written by MyPeriodical
    Leyenda de Un Maldito Cobarde written by MyPeriodical
    Labor Pains written by MyPeriodical
    Remedies written by MyPeriodical
    Chasing The Lie written by jackz
    Human Progression written by ForgottenGraves
    Quoth The Skies and its limits written by MyPeriodical




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