attachment
( adjust the perspective )
ps. on repeat
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"mutual empowerment"
(this is what he tells us)
i like it.
i await the upcoming
circles.
circles
of dear ones.
simple, really.
just time;
as much as possible,
in each others' company,
soaking each other up
like thirsty sponges
until we can absorb no more
(( soon ))
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listen:
the perfection of this burger
is unparalleled.
really.
( go now. )
Rancho San Julian beef, Humboldt Fog goat cheese
house cured thick-cut bacon, avocado
cabbage slaw, sesame bun
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the pinnacle;
(whether it's good or bad),
all we can do
is take it in,
breathe deeply
and
continue on.
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culmination
disintegration
evolution
Raining Patterns, CFCF
EP, Junior Boys
Re: Stacks, Bon Iver
Girls, Death in Vegas
R.I.P. Burn Face, CocoRosie
Goodbye, Kevin Shields
New Age Bad Ass, Dear Villa
A Love Again, Savage
Looking Glass, Little Dragon
Girl, You'll Be a Woman Soon, Urge Overkill
Gotta Travel On, Billy Grammar
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It's a little Walden.
She is private in her breathbed
as his body takes off and flies,
flies straight as an arrow.
But it's a bad translation
Daylight is nobody's friend.
God comes in like a landlord
and flashes on his brassy lamp.
Now she is just so-so.
He puts his bones back on,
turning the clock back an hour.
She knows flesh, that skin balloon,
the unbound limbs, the boards,
the roof, the removable roof.
She is his selection, part time.
You know the story too! Look,
when it is over he places her,
like a phone, back on the hook.
YOU ALL KNOW THE STORY OF THE OTHER WOMAN by Anne Sexton
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My childhood was elegant homes, tree lined streets, the milkman,
building backyard forts, droning airplanes, blue skies,
picket fences, green grass, cherry trees.
Middle America as it's supposed to be.
But on the cherry tree there's this pitch oozing out-
some black, some yellow and millions of red ants crawling all over it.
I discovered that if one looks a little closer at this beautiful world,
there are always red ants underneath.
building backyard forts, droning airplanes, blue skies,
picket fences, green grass, cherry trees.
Middle America as it's supposed to be.
But on the cherry tree there's this pitch oozing out-
some black, some yellow and millions of red ants crawling all over it.
I discovered that if one looks a little closer at this beautiful world,
there are always red ants underneath.
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Matt's thriving succulents
& Paris' love of gardening
resparked my desire
to play in the dirt
( the sweetness )
of planting
in solitude in the
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