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Mar!LyN

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About Me

This is what it looks like through my eyes... . . .
. . ...I've done it all...
Only Once
All which, because it was
flame and song and granted us
joy, we thought we'd do, be, revisit,
turns out to have been what it was
that once, only; every invitation
did not begin
a series, a build-up: the marvelous
did happen in our lives, our stories
are not drab with its absence: but don't
expect to return for more. Whatever more
there will be will be
unique as those were unique. Try
to acknowledge the next
song in its body-- halo of flames as utterly
present, as now or never.
--Denise Levertov
. . .There's in my mind a woman of innocence, unadorned but fair-featured, and smelling of apples or grass. She wears a utopian smock or shift, her hair is light brown and smooth, and she is kind and very clean without ostentation -- but she has no imagination. And there's a turbulent mood-ridden girl or old woman, or both, dressed in opals and rage, feathers and torn taffeta, who knows strange songs -- but she is not kind. --Levertov


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. . .Thousand Kisses Deep
Leonard Cohen
1.
You came to me this morning
And you handled me like meat
You’d have to be a man to know
How good that feels how sweet
My mirror twin my next of kin
I’d know you in my sleep
And who but you would take me in
A thousand kisses deep

I loved you when you opened
Like a lily to the heat
I’m just another snowman
Standing in the rain and sleet
Who loved you with his frozen love
His second-hand physique
With all he is and all he was
A thousand kisses deep

I know you had to lie to me
I know you had to cheat
To pose all hot and high behind
The veils of sheer deceit
Our perfect porn aristocrat
So elegant and cheap
I’m old but I’m still into that
A thousand kisses deep

And I’m still working with the wine
Still dancing cheek to cheek
The band is playing Auld Lang Syne
The heart will not retreat
I ran with Diz and Dante
I never had their sweep
But once or twice they let me play
A thousand kisses deep

The autumn slipped across your skin
Got something in my eye
A light that doesn’t need to live
And doesn’t need to die
A riddle in the book of love
Obscure and obsolete
Till witnessed here in time and blood
A thousand kisses deep

I’m good at love I’m good at hate
It’s in between I freeze
Been working out but it’s too late
It’s been too late for years
But you look fine you really do
The pride of Boogie Street
Somebody must have died for you
A thousand kisses deep

I loved you when you opened
Like a lily to the heat
I’m just another snowman
Standing in the rain and sleet
But you don’t need to hear me now
And every word I speak
It counts against me anyhow
A thousand kisses deep.

2.
The ponies run the girls are young
The odds are there to beat
You win a while and then it’s done
Your little winning streak
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat
You live your life as if it’s real
A thousand kisses deep.

I’m turning tricks I’m getting fixed
I’m back on Boogie Street
You lose your grip and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece
And maybe I had miles to drive
And promises to keep
You ditch it all to stay alive
A thousand kisses deep

Confined to sex we pressed against
The limits of the sea
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me
I made it to the forward deck
I blessed our remnant fleet
And then consented to be wrecked
A thousand kisses deep

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed
I’m back on Boogie Street
I guess they won’t exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep
And sometimes when the night is slow
The wretched and the meek
We gather up our hearts and go
A thousand kisses deep

And fragrant is the thought of you
The file on you complete
Except what we forgot to do
A thousand kisses deep
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. . . interests? PRIVATE calls. ex boyfriends. their writing. thier girlfriends. 50 y.o. clients INSISTing we go for lunch. lies. silence. working FOR a man. being owned. men who think i OWE em. unsolicited drinkS. Stockings. coKe. BEING stood up.. . .

I'd like to meet:

. . .gabriel garcia marquez, paolo coehlo, bulgakov, dostoevski, nabokov, anna ahmatova, murakami, levertov, zabolotsky, okudzhava, henri cartier-bresson, rimbaud.... . .
She was INTENCE, INSANE, MAGNETIC, SOFT & TENDER all at the same time. Brilliant. Nina Simone:

Music:

a tarnished woman of beauty lost the glimmer somewhere within her... a simple good loving that she wanted to endulge in....followed a twisted road, took a wrong turn, never ment to forget all she's learned... regreting, drinking, forgetting... always have been good within, learned how to dream to substitute the falls and burns to avoid sharp turns... false hope reighns within her soul.... and she gives it all to you... Yours trully, Lady J. Kole. . .
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Television:

Whatever he watches...

Books:

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Heroes:

...and enemies to me are the same. To Love yet to haTe is part of the game.

My Blog

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Saturday.  Hung over and sleep-deprived, I can barely stand, so I try to block the world out.  Driving home, taking a shower, meeting with family and friends at my dad and my sister's premie...
Posted by Mar!LyN on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 12:45:00 PST

.FoR a GiRL.

She speaks to me as the heart monitor beeps in the background.  After a while I fade out her words and wait for the next "beep" to come in.  Her words interest me, but the experience of her,...
Posted by Mar!LyN on Fri, 28 Sep 2007 12:02:00 PST

One Small Step at a Time

"Your husband is right over here, ma'am." the buss-boy at IHOP gestures for me to follow him to a table by the window.    He scurries in front of me as I take small steps behind him. ...
Posted by Mar!LyN on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 02:20:00 PST

.For a Boy.

I wish sometime you will finally step out of the glass box you have boxed yourself into and write a happy song.  A love song about the rays of the sun burning brighter than ever, about staying up...
Posted by Mar!LyN on Tue, 03 Jul 2007 07:16:00 PST

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Is this it? -- all there is to life?  Jump into a daily routine, set goals, reach them, set highter ones. [or] Don't reach them, pride yourself on not giving up and set them again.  Is this ...
Posted by Mar!LyN on Sat, 30 Jun 2007 10:23:00 PST

.AFRODISIAC.

  Excerpt from AFRODISIAC By: Pjetr Gladilin Translation by: Lady J. Kole [p39] The ghost of the Queen of France, Marie-Antoinette, phones the main character while his girlfriend Sasha ...
Posted by Mar!LyN on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 08:09:00 PST

.a_moment.

an Executive and a Lady sit at a lonely bar steady-- talking about this and that, Professionals, they talk Strict Facts. when all it takes is just to dance, dance, dance to take a leap of Faith on a...
Posted by Mar!LyN on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 09:08:00 PST