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A cauldron of teeth

I am here for Dating, Serious Relationships, Friends and Networking

About Me

I'm not that great at it, but I could write you something. I need to practice a little more often to get where I want to be. It's exactly like they say. Luckily for my self-esteem, lots of people have drive problems. I'm learning though.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Give me Beowulf, give me Atticus Finch."A sweep of relief swept over me..."

My Blog

If only, Witch's Milk

If only, Witch's MilkI croon at your colossal boot,dark-steel boot, ravager boot,a withering hag dressed all in greylike a cenotaph. It is your giant's armswho lift with discomfiting easethe dross wei...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Apr 2010 15:33:00 GMT

Inventory

Sitting or laying on the bedside table:Bible, open at pg. 4, King James, King JamesTwo books of poetry two whom this pen reels in my hand to be used byPedagogy a wordLamp, silver stand blarin...
Posted by on Mon, 18 May 2009 12:55:00 GMT

Thanks, Kevin Prufer

One Nationthe corpses wrapped up in flags, taken underground--Persephones-- to stay until the winter rainscome howling thrice, blowing hard between teethgrowling as if the master said don't.Flood.    ...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Feb 2009 18:12:00 GMT

Fecund Dawn

Glossing a term today, a word touchedme and glared.  I could swearit dared me to read it, break itin half at the "a" and raise itto my lips, both cracked and fantasizing.____What is so profound a...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Nov 2008 18:50:00 GMT

Chewed

Train rolls by on tracks, wailing intermittently a frenzied dog.  Warning bellsbar the road: flash of red  flash of redand the road is barred. (Cars are too hard to chew, after all)It must'v...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 05:41:00 GMT

Untitled

I am the pink shirt with cupcakes.I am the hello hello we should hang out soon for reals okay?I am the rock and bone.I am the talking.I am the snaking.I am the gerund, the ending in -ing.I am the arti...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 02:38:00 GMT

Alluding to

Do they click? The barred doors that close on your little room, when they close, when they slide closed?  Do you listen and laugh about how many times you've heard it, the click or clack or slap ...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jul 2008 15:36:00 GMT

Essential Body

I.And my eyes were cracked,really quite cracked,I said I said,"Listen, I won't be your lab coat"ha, right?"anymore."II.She would sing behind that foggy glasspausing in verse so often to wipe the windo...
Posted by on Wed, 28 May 2008 19:43:00 GMT

Jungle

Garments. Shirts and shoes. And jewelry.What but blood?               Blood and snippets of bone,tiny opal insets   gleaming i...
Posted by on Thu, 08 May 2008 23:11:00 GMT

Jay, this is public but for you

Jeremy's Letter And though you felt, I expect, something like a used condom: energy incarcerated,              denied the action it was made f...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 22:14:00 GMT