| remiss |
[Jul. 15th, 2006|01:55 am] |
still beating
whimpering. alive. |
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| from the earth it sprouts |
[Jul. 14th, 2006|02:43 am] |
extend! backward into you. child! love! extend!
glittering lovely. new skin soft. from the earth, reaching. above blue. into the earth, receding.
be happy. be lovely. extend. in me, lovingly.
come closer. here. extend. |
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| appreciating |
[Jun. 24th, 2006|03:03 am] |
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to not know and still want |
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| expect |
[Jun. 23rd, 2006|02:15 am] |
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beep beep beep |
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| afterthought (sweetheart? oh, prometheus) |
[May. 29th, 2006|07:06 am] |
i am god
god inside, god throughout, god forgiving, god in you, god without you--perfect, hopeless, true
...become me. god. god in you, god without you. nothing. god as light, god up high, god gone fishing
know me, want me, love me, praise me (on your knees), and forget
hear the song, hear the light, fuck a woman, have a child, name him J--------
play a tune and let us feel. you. god. dance. god. i bleed for you. god. god! god
i am god. world-maker. i tumble celestial stones like magic eight balls. i know you, secret-keeper
we name Him tomorrow, today, unknown, but still likes to play. you, childwoman/lover/playtoy/alive?
me, GOD. all-knowing, all-encompassing, all-powerful, the fastest fucker in and out and beyond the universe
god willing, god knowing, god forgiving, god in you, god without you--perfect, hopeless, true
god forbid, in you, so help me god. me. Me. I. giver of holy days, days of rest, days of celebration, days of love, days of silence
i make you. clench your hands and moan and gasp and scream My name. oh, god. oh, God. oh, god. oh, God!. god! God! GOD! FUCK!
god in you--loving, deep, and true
i make you the chosen one. the one to deliver my words. to share my compassion. my hope. my power. to destroy and remake. you are the one. the unforgotten, the savior--die for me, die for humanity, die for the gilded gates beyond.
...become me. god. god in you, god without you. everything. god as life, god in everyday, god forgotten.
i make you. your apotheosis is here. this moment divine. your first breath. your virgin breath. your slut gas.
forgiven. purged. reborn. mine. in nothingness you are made, a slave. in light, in sin, with glory, you are born, free.
of me. from me. be mine, forever. until death are we joined. always one. always loved. in oblivion.
i am god
god unknown, god unmade, god in you, god without you--perfect, hopeless, true
that word looks funny now |
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[May. 19th, 2006|03:54 am] |
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asleep |
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| oeei vwlss knghts |
[May. 8th, 2006|12:51 am] |
with two full lungs
sometimes you look and
nearing to his face deep in the hand of the king heart like
nerves that tear from
still in you. deep in the hand. you look.
i say brown |
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| earlier still |
[Apr. 20th, 2006|08:58 am] |
the valley becomes an engulfing smile
time to come home |
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| the teal arches |
[Mar. 11th, 2006|01:21 am] |
it was cold today. it hailed. it became colder. i hear wind right now. i am typing this before you read this. i think. see the periods. pause. pause. pause. so, anyway, what have you done? its neck hurts and it is too tired to stay awake. want to walk/sleep. be soft--be in soft.
waking up to say that i am here and you are there. i will do it again sometime. it was funny watching you fall walking onto the bus. gracefully so.
a man holds up his meal to the crowd and asks if it notices a problem. i can only say that this is true for me, but who knows about you. we would never go as far as 'who cares' though.
throw a stone at a tree. be happy. be fruitful. |
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| frrrrrr |
[Mar. 7th, 2006|12:19 am] |
tip tap fapAutosaved draft at 12:19:17 AMcrap
tey tey somuna tey tey somuna blurp and chirp in everyday mealticket hick bitch.
god fuck touch too much. lug and chug a fug(ly) mug. typing on her knees is a beequeen fiend that says. oh. oh? the enemy will be killed.
the enemy will be loved. with a red scarf. over their heads. childhead. childhands. praise him. the enemy will be killed.
is dead fair in the paper the way it will tear. ka-po-to boils. bowlstollsmolesholes bowelstowels.
such a bore of a whore. the way you. makes. laugh (me). why does this wristband feel so tight? stop touching that...slow-er-er-er-er-er. mrrrrrrrr.
whoa there. he made it? fantastic. how deep did he go? and back out? and back in? how many times? for how long? why? really? well, i figured...if by that you mean you are going to shatter it to pieces and make a girl cry, then by all means. pleaSE!
here is a dollar. your tip. remember me? forever and ever. until death. i walk. this wine stain will not come out! and ever. and ever. and how far? and how deep? and how...(lalalalalaalaalallalala). such a lush tongue. fuck you. heh oops.
tip tap drop pop. mrrrrrrrrrr |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 16th, 2006|07:16 am] |
The Story of the Mastiff and the Lion Cub
Once upon a time, not too far in the past, there was a lion cub named Tickles. Tickles didn't have a mommy or a daddy, nor did he have anybody to play with. Tickles was very lonely, and wished somebody would give him a big hug.
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| quick |
[Jan. 4th, 2006|03:48 am] |
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you are stuck |
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| motion |
[Dec. 30th, 2005|04:43 am] |
moving so swiftly.
elegantly.
coming closer
uncontrollable
keep watching. waiting. loving.
as it touches delicately.
deeply.
going everywhere
better to wait
- - - - - - - - -stay casual. why does it keep acting out? is it really that angry? maybe they should make it shut up...we know how to kill the thing. keep it easy. real. listen to the notes. enjoy the trumpet a little longer. stop tapping your foot. start rolling your head. play along but stay back. move with her. stay with her. be tender. aggressive. play closer. keep in touch. keep it fun. hold on longer. think harder. talk softer. kill it later. do this now. hear the beat. hope for less. stop fucking around. keep moving. stop complaining. stop being a bitch. shut the fuck up. get on the ground. turn around. cry if it feels better. hear the trumpet? you play too rough. not long enough. face on the floor. move a little more...to the left. perfect. stay there. smile. first word? give her the last one. move slow. gentle. careful. play. laugh. empty, shaking, regretting, and keep getting back to it. a few stale chips in the bowl. and the smoke swirls freely under the acoustic sky that sometimes drips. sounds familiar. that music is swinging. move with her. get to know her. forget everything. and keep moving. the dance is consuming. she looks good in shades. keep it smooth. back on the ground. never going to plead again. but this may hurt a little. but you should get use to it. watch. play along. keep moving. elegantly. closer. watch. move. play. on the ground--turn around. icy voice. the heat moves down into your fingertips. back into your blood. into your brain. you are God's child. come closer. you look pleasant. keep moving. play along. just one more time. not going to plead again. keep moving. nice that way. watch. come closer. play along. |
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| Tomorrow |
[Dec. 28th, 2005|02:13 am] |
but he is impotent
at least you always say his last name |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 22nd, 2005|02:59 am] |
He raped me so hard!
And I orgasmed! Can I still press charges? |
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| PM~*a story told to him|the same one she was thinking (it) |
[Dec. 11th, 2005|04:06 am] |
[ ]not knowing
beauty
triumph
self
motionless play nothing
in the................................................ clamor
*it is a resistance movement--help them (breathe)&(eat)
signs post retreat in a thing that was something less than before and yet it is more. she holds quality of being in place--in web--in love--she lost her mirror
clinging [-being-] (*)
because
to feel your nothingness one trying
taking any pills? why can you not swallow her?
you never tasted yourself
you do not taste things anymore
not any harder than before
search for
unlikely projection
fun jump
money-knowing-goblin-loving-jewel-wearing-teacher-caring-face-eating-body-breathing fucker(thing-being)
still
finish it
passion
why is she any way rather than no way>read below how dense you can become with a lightbulb the size of an electron>to cause one to be one that is>undergo with.out.youinmind you-in-mind 23568754 mind in you[>]speaking energy is based in syllables and typing energy is based in letters>pause.
growing
to face into
the dual-existence
of | enough for me~why not fuck?
though you bend pretty
he cannot try moving
simply spin it
and precisely being
free to be not
what is just
10^72 ways to go
again.still?just |
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| Sympathetic Pains |
[Dec. 11th, 2005|04:05 am] |
A Collection of Julianna Wetmore Haiku's:
Born without a face
Newspapers spinning around her head
"I am ugly." Shamed.
Springtime in Georgia
Babies breath blooming nearby
Still without a face
Oh, a mothers love
Always waiting there for you
Yes, you can feel it
Life may be nasty
Just be thankful you are not
Kevin Federline
No ears nor eyes here
Underdeveloped heart
Where is the upside?
My kitten likes me
Even if I can't love him
Without using hands
I put on clothing
But it makes no difference
I cannot hide scars
Sometimes I like boys
But they cannot look at me
Nor can I, often
I do love hopscotch,
But I often run into walls
I stopped feeling
I swim in rivers
I dance naked, in the trees
Be one with nature
My father left me
I can understand this now
Mother is a cow
Crawling on my hands
I discover a mirror
Angst. Livejournal now
Dearest Diary;
Today I broke down in class
But nobody saw
I want to hear wind
Let it rush all over my hair
Capturing faeries
My darkest desires:
Hidden in my dark attic
I cannot climb stairs
Dear Julianna,
I saw your pics on the net
I have a fetish |
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