"Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait" -Longfellow

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

"Chum"



chalkiest night stuck in the throat
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we bark like dogs to croak like frogs and publish our blogs til the internet clogs
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confessional juggernauts guard their towers with meek bluster and lie to the coward crowds "I'm yours. I'm not yours."
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yellow eyes in the city built against inspiration and pity
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too many cataclysms to get high off
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your triumphs are chemical like your accolades. so if you feed yourself right you ain't got to go nowhere but up and if you claim yourself with admitted fear, but resolute... you can't leave home. because over there, that's your space too.
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your enemies are only real if you sit waiting for them

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