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    dotsJournal: R.I.P.dots
    Mood: The Usual


    ...Created 2007-02-17 21:05:59

    dotsJournal: dots
    Mood: The Usual

    I think I may be an existentialist.

    ...Created 2007-02-14 00:02:23

    dotsJournal: dots
    Mood: The Usual

    Pookong and Jesus!!!

    ...Created 2007-02-13 23:10:23

    dotsJournal: a haibundots
    Mood: The Usual

    More socks and more coats and all their clothes at once. A line of delicate mirrors wrapped in blankets during the move. White ghosts tell you everyone is still breathing. The river is still breathing. Inside are the simple dreams of soup and bread and more socks and more coats and more blankets. And these are the people that will tell you that simple dreams are the best dreams. But the grimmer faced ones will tell you that no dreams are the best dreams. And later, the river will breathe blissful life into them, an infallible dreamless sleep.

                             winter blue pressureó
                             ice swelling
                             a full pipe is u n d o n e

    ...Created 2007-02-07 21:25:17

    dotsJournal: haiku/senryudots
    Mood: sickly... ugh...

    bliss; coloring,
    the dragonís green scales bleed into the sky

    from lunar-faded pavement:
    pastel haloed,
    a bright Saturn-moon

    dreams lost, the corporate blue
    heronís sole desire:
    to spear your goldfish

    ink folded, unfolded;
    the automatic butterfly
    lies quiet

    train whistleó
    a departing soldierís
    last goodbye

    to die an artic death
    is to drown in anesthetic;
    harpoon iris

    ...Created 2007-02-04 20:16:30

    dotsJournal: haiku/senryudots
    Mood: The Usual

    Since I am trapped in some kind of haiku-/senryu-writing-only world, I thought I would give you a brief explanation of their rules.

    Haiku: Of or relating to the natural world.
    Senryu: Of or relating to human nature.

    1 - Contrary to popular belief, the 5/7/5 format is not something required for either the haiku or senryu. This was developed merely as a way to introduce the concept to elementary school students. The standard rule for English haiku/senryu is 17 or less syllables, divided over three lines.

    2 - Very rarely is a haiku/senryu one run on sentence; they are most often divided into two parts, which is usually denoted by a colon, semi-colon, or dash. These two parts can often appear unrelated, but that is part of the tool: creating resonance between two contrasting images or pieces.

    3 - Only proper nouns are capitalized in hiaku/senryu, and they are never closed with punctuation, whether it be a period, question mark or exclamation mark.

    4 - And apparently, haiku and senryu are only titled in very rare instances.

    Hmm... I think that's all the important stuff for now.

    ...Created 2007-02-02 15:09:16

    dotsJournal: infinite mandots
    Mood: The Usual

    This novel is a month and a half plotted, and I finally broke soil tonight...

    Edward Leer was a sympathetic man, an undesirable quality for a person of his position, but a quality the service register was oblivious to. It was plausible that he would never have been selected should there be a way to quantify such a thing, but there of course wasnít, and that is why Edward was selected as an advisor.

    ...Created 2007-02-01 00:18:05

    dotsJournal: !dots
    Mood: The Usual

    It's a senryu attack! You cannot defeat it! Mwahahaha!... Mwahahaha!... Mwahahahahahaha COUGH COUGH COUGH hahahmwahaha...



    ...Created 2007-01-31 00:51:33

    dotsJournal: dots
    Mood: Something like restless...

    The left leg always trembles
    first, then paranoia eyes.
    Another mindís progressive suicide,
    the next firearm juggling act, and
    a domino sunrise
    for the umpteenth time.

    If you donít surrender weíll blow you away
    with one striking breath

    and deep exhale

    of hydrogen flash and flame. A forest
    means dusk, and green rolls like waves;

    that is how we will burn the sea
    with matches and newspaper.

    ...Created 2007-01-30 00:43:42

    dotsJournal: Reddots
    Mood: The Usual

    The oceans are all rolling shadow
    and thereís a smudge on the sky;
    please, that frown wonít serve you,
    you can play so many instruments
    youíre a legend, and still
    I canít articulate a single note
    to play or read, and that letter was just the first
    in your name. All the red
    flags hoisted in the ghastly light
    of a cracked glow stick,
    the black and white snapshot
    that revealed your blue eyes, andÖ
    I wanted to whisper
    but coughed to clear my throat,
    wanted to sheet my pillows in your sunrise
    scarlet locks, wanted to say that you were winter
    dressed in autumnís blazing gowns.

    You were all red blossoms
    and forever

    trapped in the split horizon
    between ocean and sky.
    Iím so tired of penning lists and numbers
    and steering this sailboat into the sun.
    There can be no common denominator here.
    I wanted you to blink words at me
    through your artic eyes,
    to destroy me with a kiss
    of your molten lips.
    I wanted you to go homeÖ
    please go home, please
    go home

    and take me with you.

    ...Created 2007-01-25 02:39:23

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