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2004-10-31 18:46:59 ET Well, I didn't write as much poetry as I expected I would, mainly because I was reading more than writing, but here's a couple good ones from what I did scratch out: Endings It was a strange thing, when I stepped on the beach I didn't know how to feel. I felt like I should feel something I didn't know how to feel. the wind was at my back, the salt was in the air I didn't know how to feel. I decided I would do something I didn't know how to feel. So I took off my shoes and walked in the sand I took off my shoes and walked in the sand. ----------------- Every now and again I stop and grin at the state I'm in and the State I'm in. Thought I'd never get here wondered what it's like there Now I'm working hard to get back where I was and tell them all a story of the land of the setting sun. ------------------ haiku #24 In Los Angeles, months of sunshine are normal When I get here, it rains. ------------------- Wandering mind Why is it when I think of you and I think of us I start thinkin' bout sex and I get all fucked up I get all excited my mind's light is lighted and I can't wait for the taste of your flesh. Is it some kinda sickness some kinda addiction that keeps me coming back for the pleasures that you're dishing out to me daily or sometimes bi-weekly or sometimes just monthly or something it never gets dished out at all and sometimes it feels I got nothin' at all But even the slightest glimpse of your body sens me some quivers and makes me all shivers and stiffens the part that longs for your touch that turns me to mush and clay in your fingers distracts me from what I intended to do and sends my mind thinking of nothing but you. and so I aspire to be nothing but tired after running around after you like a clown I am smiling ahead but it's like Smokey said I cry when I can't get you out of my head and I try to expel it all out through my pen but the words all fall short and I'm ramblin along Where I'm goin I don't know hope the path isn't wrong but with you by my side along for the ride I know that my stride will be sure. I'll take the right step, determined still yet to see you down there all smiles and matted hair wondering how we're to ever get out of this mess Or end this here song or should we just ride along on the rhythm we're rocking and the time that we're clocking until we go under till we're both left to wonder where we're we heading anyway? --------------------------------------------- I'll have pictures up of L.A. later this week. take care, everyone!
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2004-10-28 22:22:04 ET Beverly Hills Century City everything's so nice & pretty but all the people they look the same don't they know They're so damn lame?! Spandex pants cowboy boots high-heeled shoes I don't know what I'm gonna do. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I don't know what I'm gonna do. I guess I'm gonna hafta move. |
"This other Eden, demi-Paradise,This precious stone set in the silver sea. This earth, this re | |
2004-10-23 03:46:39 ET Not that I've been posting much anyway, but I thought I'd let you all know not to expect much from me the next week. I'll be in Los Angeles, CA, editing on a short film I've been looking forward to this trip for weeks, and now it's here, and I'm totally excited. This could be very good for my career, and either way it'll be tons of fun. You'll be sure to expect a slew of new poems when I get back. till then - WEEKEND IN L.A. Two can reach vacation Holiday in the sun Weekend down in California see what's goin on doing time in the city I just don't understand I could be lying with some freak and do some limbo dance Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. So I dreamed a Greek vacation holiday in Red Square round trip down Jamaica way to check rude boys there A camel ride in Egypt or South of Paris, France I could be lying on some beach and do some limbo dance Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. bought a ticket for a game of cricket let's go Pakistan sheik Ali would give me the key "You can crusie in my divan" met up with the Mexicans and sign it over brews Ruby says "What's going on?" Have you heard the News? Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. what's up with Tanzania yeah, may be Tenerife you see, I've got to catch a breather before I kick out someone's teeth you said see me later but I don't see quite how How will you see me later if you can't see me now? Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. Weekend in L.A. - Dinsmore, Hingley |
Simple desilitory phillipic (or Friday at 5:38) | |
2004-10-15 12:44:04 ET Done with the work week I'm still here waiting for the check trying to think clear Wondering what next week will bring, planning ahead to next year even hoping to find a dream out there out there somewhere word that rhymes with "ere" Looking forward to tommorrow even as it rains tonight and brings down upon my head pain and cold and loneliness sublime a feeling I haven't felt in quite a long time clicking on the keyboard matches the clicking on the roof thoughts pouring down like rain upon the roof. To have everything easy it's the American dream but you've gotta work for it or at least it seems. finally over, and I can go home to find myself completely alone just like everyone else in this glowing blue orb so I'll wrap myself in blankets and hide behind a door I dropped my harmonica. |
Adoration | |
2004-10-10 05:01:56 ET To say her name a warm spring breeze on a chilly autumn morn To see her face a ray of sunshine on a stormy summer day To hold her hand to be wrapped in smoothest silk and to kiss her lips... a taste of the devine |
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