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a_Cloud_in_Aquila

i went walking in the sort of woods today,and had to run away from this group of bums, who actually

About Me

My room is a small closet. I usually take my time to wake. Work is close. I'll hop on a skateboard and tear apart your life while I write the shit out of a poem. Simultaneously. The beginning.

My Interests

One grapefruit
is the world sliced in half
sitting in a bowl
on the breakfast table

and flatware
lying next to your coffee
ready to tear
into the earth.

a damn good segment
of juicy world
on your spoon
to swallow

i might think
to provide a knife
if i didnt enjoy
this thing so dear,

watching you fiddle
that spoon into my mind

toasting
with my toaster
turning toast
to toast

you're
seeing
sink drips
extinguish eggshells

with the planet
sweating and bitter
in your spoon.

Music:

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Movies:

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Television:

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Books:

I wish to be a catcher in the rye.

Heroes:

Charles Bukowski.

My Blog

Endy Last!

Beauty o!Leafy me lady slyLeave me as I lay dryThis present dayblazing grey's outpour mazeThis plenty pleasantryPlentally presenting me Mentally deafening Leavening bendingTrepidated alterca...
Posted by a_Cloud_in_Aquila on Thu, 17 Jul 2008 11:23:00 PST

Lazy Polly Gazey

Hey pretty pollyLady fineDine here with a ripey I'll fair thee well I'm quite shore! Spelling mind you, all sorts Ever fine lady Sea like spine I'm feeling driftylikeOn a diamond afternoonLolly frolic...
Posted by a_Cloud_in_Aquila on Fri, 11 Jul 2008 11:47:00 PST

.silly maiden.

      Silly Maiden,..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />   Fairly mistaken I have you taken for a silver spoon I am gravely sorry   You, ...
Posted by a_Cloud_in_Aquila on Fri, 09 May 2008 12:18:00 PST

.creases.

..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />     If I were folding news paper gray I'd drift on city sides Crying to vagabonds   If the print on my face wa...
Posted by a_Cloud_in_Aquila on Fri, 09 May 2008 12:10:00 PST

Hole in the Wall

- give me some hops   for an old thirst I've had                since thirteen   And a side of stars For eating.   I...
Posted by a_Cloud_in_Aquila on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 11:03:00 PST

Rhubarb

Grams used to bake it in her pies.   Here they snap it from the dirt And deep throat The bitter wretched Stalks   In their little room in the bustle and movement   where they smoke t...
Posted by a_Cloud_in_Aquila on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 11:01:00 PST

Polyp

The calm   is a polyp that grows each day with little watering or attention on a plot deep within the groves   Past the damp highlands On rotten fenced rolling knolls Are plenty There as w...
Posted by a_Cloud_in_Aquila on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 10:59:00 PST

.The Desert.

I couldn't believe what I had seen. I was thirsty for anything.  I walked upstairs.  The kitchen was dark and the hardwood floor was cold.  I opened the refrigerator and took a look abo...
Posted by a_Cloud_in_Aquila on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 08:48:00 PST

.I want your ear.

I dont want your contest.I want your ear. Petend I am your ex-girlfriend.Pretend you are Van Gogh. Find a serrated bladeFind a brown paper box    Find that place in your head. Find Fede...
Posted by a_Cloud_in_Aquila on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 01:38:00 PST

.dis claim err.

I will tell you all about it as quickly as I can.  Perhaps this excites you - but wait, you. Wait, yes, because by quickly I do not necessarily mean shortly, for my explanations of certain essent...
Posted by a_Cloud_in_Aquila on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 10:18:00 PST