as the look of a kid who set fire to his home
and dwells there still.
You remember?"
Jun 2, 2006, 6:18:21 PM
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"Every single thought of her ceases the function of my muscles and lungs.
stark surrender The svelte of body.
The captor of my being kept vestal Blessed be the reverie
The place where I may surrender my soul one day."
Remember?
Fri May 19, 2006, 11:13 AM
"I really didn't mean to..."
"The earth is parched and cracked. Men and women come together like broods of vultures over a stinking carcass, to mate and fly apart again. Vultures who drop from the clouds like heavy stones. Talons and beak, that's what we are! A huge intestinal apparatus with a nose for dead meat. Forward! Forward without pity, without compassion, without love, without forgiveness. Ask no quarter and give none! More battleships, more poison gas, more high explosives! More gonococci! More streptococci! More bombing machines! More and more of it--until the whole fucking works is blown to smithereens, and the earth with it."
--Henry Miller











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she's got such a dirty mind, and it never ever stops.
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she's got such a dirty mind, and it never ever stops.
By the way, I have been dying to ask you something...
I'm an art student in school working on my IB Diploma... So bla bla bla, the thing is, for art we create studios but we also do a LOT of research on each studio. I'm so inspired by your poetry and as I said, it's insanely good... I wanted to ask you if I could use your poetry as a reference as well. Like mention you and quote some of your poetry in my research as inspiration and so on...
Is it alright with you?
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An Elegant Suicide Is The Ultimate Work Of Art.
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An Elegant Suicide Is The Ultimate Work Of Art.
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