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[11 Oct 2008|10:56pm]

_amandajean
I'm so over all of it.
Time to get under something else.
Errr, that's not how it was supposed to sound.
Oh well.
I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

302: I Give You This Ghost [10 Oct 2008|09:23pm]

exceptindreams
"I Give You This Ghost"
Jesse Millner

of the skinny ten-year-old playing in the woods
near grandfather's farm in Burkeville, of all the moons
I watched tremble in the evening skies and the rope
swing with a tractor tire on the end of it,
the wonder of centrifugal force, the spinning
majesty of the dervish, and even though I did not know yet about Rumi,
I knew that god lived at the edge of the gaining
spiral, that the whirl of blood in my brain
matched the spin of the cosmic wheel, the one
god that rules over all of us, and infinitely so.


Even without the big tire, I'd spin
amid the lightning bugs in a Virginia dusk
when the dark fell and the stars came out,
those regions of big dippers and bears,
and with each breathless circling
I'd feel the pull of something greater
than myself—scrambled neurons,
gaping ganglia and pulsating
arteries, my body itself the scattered verse
of eons, my body electric and pierced

by bug light and cosmic night. Oh, great
god almighty, why did I capture those
little angels and trap them in a jar?
Where soon their tiny lights would fade
and only an insect would remain, where
once there had been that sweet
yellow dancing on the margins
of tobacco fields and woods that rose
and fell in the swelter, the sea of dusk.
6 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

[09 Oct 2008|08:46pm]
ifonlytolive
[ mood | restless ]

i saw my morning jacket on saturday and i met the whole band - the keyboardist but whatever. i met jim james and hugged him. his sweat was on my cheek and now his signature is in my journal so awesome.


im having bay withdrawals.

its time to go back.

thank god i got rid of you.

1 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

301: Farmhand [09 Oct 2008|08:13pm]

exceptindreams
[ music | Prodigal - Casting Crowns ]

“Farmhand”
James K. Baxter

You will see him light a cigarette
At the hail door careless, leaning his back
Against the wall, or telling some new joke
To a friend, or looking out into the secret night.

But always his eyes turn
To the dance floor and the girls drifting like flowers
Before the music that tears
Slowly in his mind an old wound open.

His red sunburnt face and hairy hands
Were not made for dancing or love-making
But rather the earth wave breaking
To the plough, crops slow-growing in his mind.

He has no girl to run her fingers through
His sandy hair, and giggle at his side
When Sunday couples walk. Instead
He has his awkward hopes, his envious dreams to yarn to.

But ah in harvest watch him
Forking stooks, effortless and strong —
Or listening like a lover to the song
Clear, without fault, of a new tractor engine.

10 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

300: We Have Been Friends [08 Oct 2008|07:32pm]

exceptindreams
[ music | Don't Dream It's Over - Sixpence None the Richer ]

“We Have Been Friends Together”
Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton

We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade;
Since first beneath the chestnut-trees
In infancy we played.
But coldness dwells within thy heart,
A cloud is on thy brow;
We have been friends together—
Shall a light word part us now?

We have been gay together;
We have laugh'd at little jests;
For the fount of hope was gushing
Warm and joyous in our breasts.
But laughter now hath fled thy lip,
And sullen glooms thy brow;
We have been gay together—
Shall a light word part us now?

We have been sad together,
We have wept, with bitter tears,
O'er the grass-grown graves, where slumber'd
The hopes of early years.
The voices which are silent there
Would bid thee clear thy brow;
We have been sad together—
Oh! what shall part us now?

4 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

299: When I Heard The Learn'd Astronomer [07 Oct 2008|07:22pm]

exceptindreams
[ mood | loved ]
[ music | Blush (Only You) - Plumb ]

"When I Heard The Learn'd Astronomer"
Walt Whitman

When I heard the learn'd astronomer;
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;
When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and
measure them;
When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much
applause in the lecture-room,
How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;
Till rising and gliding out, I wander'd off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.

35 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

----- [07 Oct 2008|08:27am]
_pinkbullet
i dont care what anyone says. breaking up is hard to do. and i just want to pack and move far away and make money.
4 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

298: The Joy of Sex [06 Oct 2008|07:39pm]

exceptindreams
[ music | World - Five for Fighting ]

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19 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

a delightfull mix [06 Oct 2008|03:19pm]

charla_sue
.till i die?.
i was thinking that id take a hit
maby just a little bit
i dont want you anymore
tell me how i am sucha bore
ask me if i even care
i've already been there
everywhere isnt anywhere
i almost wish i did care
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.the girl with funny hair.
got lame
reel quick
got ready
i'm not a dick
got dead
she broke my shit
got to cut harder
i might be a prick
got gone
do it more
got to run
it been fun.
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.about yourself.
i am singing today but aint nobody listin
its a truly good thing, my voice aint for miss'in
i realized i was pretty when i was staring at my thight fat
i thought thats not to much, i've sceen bigger than that.
i walked all threw the woods just look for a clue
i walked all threw this town the only thing i found was you.
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as it goes, it goes well
autum is here and summer has fell.
so far i am working two jobs part time and school full time, but not fully.
job one, is olan mills where if i do nothing i do better, ironiclly at this meeting i went to where i watched my bosses, bosses boss talk to everone like middle school and i watched this i desiced i hate this company. Later that day my bosses, bosses boss asked me if i would like to be a floating photographer. i dont get it but i am okay with that, hey i get a raise! Job two is at an eye dr office and i get to puff air in to peoples eyes, this makes me smile: ), but really my boss is very nice and the job keeps mu busy witch makes time pass quckly and i like that. AS far as environmental geology,career planning,advertising and ceramics i wish i was more interested or had more time to care. as i am going on 16 years of schooling and looking at at least 4 more years of it i realize just how much the american schooling system has failed us all. I can barley spell, i do math like a retarded ape and all in all i learned more from myself then any class. i hope when i have a degree or two i get hired in to a high paying job so when i forget to spell because i can giggle at the expence of my employer.
home. SO i spent much of today putting vintage ads in to frames so i could hang them from my newly painted ( in an argile like pattern) hallway. when i finally have carpet and flooring and all my shit in one place t.l.c will beg to crawl in my home....as for right now i live much like a hobo with my clothes in boxes and piles of in everyroom.
i kinda wanted to piss myself when i found a bed set that matched my bed room wall colors ( brown and green) in a way that made my heart sing on sale. I can only wonder how i came to care about that sort of shit, but i do and when thing match i a round about sort of way it makes me want to dance all over my sub floorless floor.
i am making my spare office an amercaina pin up girl theme complete with world war two song sheet decorative covers and antique cameras. oh glory. the living rooms is becoming more and more of a michgan woods (bears, moose,and woodland creatures) complete with a fesant coutch that even a 90 year old bingo manic would find tacky with a bright green 70's man chair to complement.
as for the rest of the house i have all sorts of ideas but i am playing it by ear.
i hope that before halloween the carpet man does his deeds so we can have a punkin carving contest.
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I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

297: i like my body when it is with your [03 Oct 2008|09:29pm]

exceptindreams
"i like my body when it is with your"
e.e. cummings

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like,, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big Love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you quite so new
28 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

296: The Unfinished Suicides of My High School Sweetheart [02 Oct 2008|05:26pm]

exceptindreams
[ music | Good Day - Jewel ]

"The Unfinished Suicides of My High School Sweetheart"
Shira Erlichman

For Jake

We were platonic high school sweethearts that fucked in the front seat
without touching and with our eyes open the whole time.
Our questions locked at the genitals like children to bicycles.
Our distant tongues sparked like forks dreaming of sockets.
We were virgin high school sweethearts that fucked with the seatbelts on
and the headlights blazing, daring passing drivers to stop and peek,
challenging cops to pull over beside us and question how safe our conversation was.

We theorized about masturbation, weed, (and the combination), football players,
our parents, Bone Thugs’ rapping techniques,
and what percentage of wrong was it to think of someone else while getting head.

We could achieve orgiastic ecstasy on a pile of purple sweatpants.
Our bodies fit together without being in one another.
We were music.
We were honest.
And that is something World Leaders are too scared to touch.
And we got angry. We got scared.
And we weren’t enough for each other.
And we were lovers.

It’s true: you were a man and I was a woman and the birds didn’t care,
and the bees stung the both of us,
but the level of intimacy made slobbering couples at school seem like
they had the attention spans of goldfish.
We were Red Rock meets blue sky of Arizona boldness,
depth of mountains the color of dried blood.

You told me you wanted to die.
Parked outside my parents’ house, asked what kept me living.
I told you my brother’s name but you only had sisters.

You said it would be easy.
One acquaintance away from getting a gun.
Knew someone who knew someone.
You were inches from releasing your feet from under the rope around your neck
and I was there, and I wasn’t.
You were scattered to red needles across the sheet of your chest
and you were only a decision away from a vertical slice
that opened the drawers of blood inside you until you were empty.

How could I tell you: you never wear sunglasses and I like that about you.
You look like a muppet and that alone still makes me smile.
You are curious yet patient.
You never make me feel ugly, gendered or crazy and that is huge.
This is friendship I keep in a drawer I will never unhinge
and spill out.

I felt you tremor from across the cup-holder
as a closed door on the left side of your chest rattled,
which must have been frightening
because the days were all empty rooms you waited in,
and the women were laughter that lived outside your walls,
and the men were impossible to be.

Jake, you look at me like I belong only in my skin,
and you ask questions, which is the biggest compliment anyone can receive.

So in the car we’re constantly in, outside our parents’ houses,
I swallow your keys to prove my commitment to finding a new way,
another road, a life you can live with.




Why are you with the person you are with?
49 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

MY NIECE IS FINALLY HERE!! [02 Oct 2008|12:05am]

_forbiddenkiss
[ mood | ecstatic ]

Welcome to the world
Lila Wynter


She's amazing!! )
I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

295: The arsonist stood up in court and said [01 Oct 2008|05:48pm]

exceptindreams
"The arsonist stood up in court and said"
Jeffrey McDaniel

I am not an arsonist. I dreamt
the building was a phoenix
and needed my help. Before sticking me
in a sentence, like a four-syllable word
with only one meaning, consider
what becomes of the ashes: see
how after smearing a palm-full
hair grows on a bald man’s scalp, how
just a sprinkle makes irises sprout through
sidewalk cracks. You call me sick,
but have you ever seen a suicidal
parakeet, a homeless butterfly?
You want to know how you go crazy?
One marble at a time. It’s the law
of your language that dictates mess
is the precursor for messiah. You don’t
understand my logic to the hmph degree.
Your style of math is forty-three floors
beneath me. But you should have seen
the fire, a symphony of mayhem, people
leaping from windows, like lightning
bolts somersaulting out of a terrible cloud.
15 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

[30 Sep 2008|09:48pm]

thomas16
[ mood | blank ]
[ music | Listerine & the Gingivitises ]



There are certain rules people should live by while at school. The most obvious being that always be aware of how you're presenting yourself because if it is gross enough some asshole could take a picture and post it online. Following that foremost detail, here are others:

1. Taking one's shoes off while in proximity to others, some might charge as guiltless, subjecting them to the horror of whatever smell permeates from your exposed flesh IS FUCKED UP.

2. Don't assemble your posture so as to resemble the fat balding gamer on South Park who beat the boys so many times in the World...of Warcraft.

3. Just don't.

1 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

294: Youth [30 Sep 2008|06:32pm]

exceptindreams
"Youth"
W.S. Merwin

Through all of youth I was looking for you
without knowing what I was looking for

or what to call you I think I did not
even know I was looking how would I

have known you when I saw you as I did
time after time when you appeared to me

as you did naked offering yourself
entirely at that moment and you let

me breathe you touch you taste you knowing
no more than I did and only when I

began to think of losing you did I
recognize you when you were already

part memory part distance remaining
mine in the ways that I learn to miss you

from what we cannot hold the stars are made
11 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

[30 Sep 2008|03:44pm]

_forbiddenkiss
[ mood | worried ]

Found out yesterday that Tealent's getting induced
6AM TOMORROW!!
So AHHH and HOORRRAAAYYY the baby will be here!
Then my mind kinda spaced & I let my dogs out;
Forgot about them & they took off =[
Happened to give them a bath yesterday soooo...
Their collars aren't on & i'm FREAKING out so bad
If I saw them running down the road i'd take them in a heartbeat!
Lets hope they just went back into the woods &
They'll be back shortly otherwise i'm seriously gonna die
AHHHHH i'm stressing out so bad!!

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PLEASE COME HOME SOON BABIES!!!!!! )
I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

[30 Sep 2008|02:06pm]

overachievingu
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2 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

Sylvia Plath [29 Sep 2008|11:14pm]

peggysrad77
"With me, the present is forever, and forever is always shifting, flowing, melting. This second is life. And when it is gone it is dead. But you can't start over with each new second. You have to judge by what is dead. It's like quicksand... hopeless from the start. A story, a picture, can renew sensation a little, but not enough, not enough. Nothing is real except the present, and already, I feel the weight of centuries smothering me. Some girl a hundred years ago once lived as I do. And she is dead. I am the present, but I know I, too, will pass. The high moment, the burning flash, come and are gone, continuous quicksand. And I don't want to die."
1 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

293: I Want to Breathe [29 Sep 2008|05:18pm]

exceptindreams
"I Want to Breathe"
James Laughlin

you in I'm not talking about
perfume or even the sweet odour

of your skin but of the
air itself I want to share

your air inhaling what you
exhale I'd like to be that

close two of us breathing
each other as one as that
13 take out the cards and dice because I'm gambling with our lives tonight.

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