“I have just three things to teach: simplicity, patience, compassion. These three are your greatest treasures.”
— Lao Tzu
Beliefs about life, love & everything in between. Poetry, photography & other musings.
Monday, February 27, 2012
winter in the lamb's warm blood
the air in
here is tight and sore;
punctured, sudden, and punctuated
by breath.
helix.er
and pussywillows bend
towards rivers. .. frosted.
and i want the dead trees to drop your eyes
from my shearing, from my alabaster body
because i, in fear, understand how in half.truths,
one broken lamb is as good as
the broken limbs you imagine.
another kind of lovemaking is here.
love is death enough; am i even there?
in these
dim peripheral darks, we've strung out
stars and wrung our sleeves free
of string.quartered hearts....
child of vixen's woods, a lover
of poisons that are not mine own.
so i keep the whitest stain
under my tongue, where words oleander
based on the pure taste of something. .
. .nothing. .
i can bite back.
i live to love, to leave, but i never
either; one life
or the other
so swift it moves proverbially
horizontally
across my throat........ as if
it knows the boundaries of a girl
all akimbo and vertigo.
..............you know
the circumference of euthanasia.
and how quickly to let me go.
my flesh is softspoken.
....outside, i am a thousand bitten skins.. .. .
....inside, an abyss of uncivilization.. ... ...
i've asked that you seduce me
whistle.thin and hot with home.
i've written it in red like jesus.
................
......we can share
.........a mouth.
hurry, now.
bury me another
wintertime.
by ness bloo
here is tight and sore;
punctured, sudden, and punctuated
by breath.
helix.er
and pussywillows bend
towards rivers. .. frosted.
and i want the dead trees to drop your eyes
from my shearing, from my alabaster body
because i, in fear, understand how in half.truths,
one broken lamb is as good as
the broken limbs you imagine.
another kind of lovemaking is here.
love is death enough; am i even there?
in these
dim peripheral darks, we've strung out
stars and wrung our sleeves free
of string.quartered hearts....
child of vixen's woods, a lover
of poisons that are not mine own.
so i keep the whitest stain
under my tongue, where words oleander
based on the pure taste of something. .
. .nothing. .
i can bite back.
i live to love, to leave, but i never
either; one life
or the other
so swift it moves proverbially
horizontally
across my throat........ as if
it knows the boundaries of a girl
all akimbo and vertigo.
..............you know
the circumference of euthanasia.
and how quickly to let me go.
my flesh is softspoken.
....outside, i am a thousand bitten skins.. .. .
....inside, an abyss of uncivilization.. ... ...
i've asked that you seduce me
whistle.thin and hot with home.
i've written it in red like jesus.
................
......we can share
.........a mouth.
hurry, now.
bury me another
wintertime.
by ness bloo
Saturday, February 25, 2012
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Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Sara Bareilles King Of Anything lyrics
Keep drinking coffee, stare me down across the table
While I look outside
So many things I'd say if only I were able
But I just keep quiet and count the cars that pass by
You've got opinions, man
We're all entitled to 'em, but I never asked
So let me thank you for your time,
And try not to waste anymore of mine
And get out of here fast
I hate to break it to you babe, but I'm not drowning
There's no one here to save
Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
You sound so innocent, all full of good intent
Swear you know best
But you expect me to jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset
I'm not the one who's lost with no direction
But you'll never see
You're so busy making masks with my name on them in all caps
You got the talking down, just not the listening
And who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
All my life I've tried to make everybody happy
While I just hurt and hide
Waiting for someone to tell me it's my turn to decide
Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
Let me hold your crown, babe
While I look outside
So many things I'd say if only I were able
But I just keep quiet and count the cars that pass by
You've got opinions, man
We're all entitled to 'em, but I never asked
So let me thank you for your time,
And try not to waste anymore of mine
And get out of here fast
I hate to break it to you babe, but I'm not drowning
There's no one here to save
Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
You sound so innocent, all full of good intent
Swear you know best
But you expect me to jump up on board with you
And ride off into your delusional sunset
I'm not the one who's lost with no direction
But you'll never see
You're so busy making masks with my name on them in all caps
You got the talking down, just not the listening
And who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
All my life I've tried to make everybody happy
While I just hurt and hide
Waiting for someone to tell me it's my turn to decide
Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
Who cares if you disagree?
You are not me
Who made you king of anything?
So you dare tell me who to be?
Who died and made you king of anything?
Let me hold your crown, babe
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