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sleep walk cooking dream dance sitting
By WhoIAM
oceans are imploding
into neatly kept
sounds
everything
garden soil
cool august breezes
worms and skyscrapers
motor cars enveloped in bourbon
i have never been to france
graffiti artwork
late trains
subway beggars
listening to changes
in ryhme scheme and
the price of crap
hungry for the sandwich
cross walk signs
bird sounds and lavender
tarnish
middle of the night
when the fuck is the middle of the night
if only i was the mayo
dream bleed dance sing
turn red
turn blue
light it on fire
go vertical
hope for something pretty
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© 2008 WhoIAM
Published on Wednesday, August 20, 2008.
Filed under:
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Comments on "sleep walk cooking dream dance sitting"
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A former member wrote:
Random thought poetry is the best poetry I ever heard, though it's probably not a real classification. This one is good. Reminds me of drinking by a beach with murmurs in bars and bleak concrete light posts repeating themselves on every street. You're always a good read.
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On Sunday, August 31, 2008, elisa
(1616)
wrote:
haha... consistency drowned the universe in a non-luminous..shapeshifting dark matter.. hence the void. very nicely done.
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On Sunday, August 31, 2008, WhoIAM
(27) wrote:
fuck consistency.
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On Wednesday, August 20, 2008, Morbid_insanity
(75) wrote:
okay, im not really quite sure i understood what was going on here. for me there where a plethora of images being used but i found it hard to find the consistency. the style of this reminds me a lot of Gertrude Stein
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On Wednesday, August 20, 2008, DIATRICUS
(64) wrote:
exquisite imagery! I especially enjoyed the "worms and skyscrapers" line...
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On Wednesday, August 20, 2008, WhoIAM
(27) wrote:
i don't know how i feel about this one. think i might love it though...
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