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Epitome
Is Just a word
I dropped it in a bucket
But it didn’t float
It sank Just like the rest-
To a shallow
Watery
Grave
The water sloshed and
Then became
Still
Allowing for a slight glint
When the sun brushed
The surface
Of this tepid, little place
That your words
Can now
Call home
This moment sticks like
wet rings
left over by
empty napkins
staring up at me-
waiting to be
tossed aside and
forgotten
just
like everything
else
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He’s going out for a smoke
As I
Am leaning back
Staring up at the ugly ceiling of
My building
The first person
In a while
Who has probably taken a
Moment
To really look
We learn not to look up
Just let what is above us
Pass us by
We pass it by
And nothing ever changes
I really am hungry
Maybe starving
For different ceilings
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The motor turns
On my chest
I can feel it without
Thinking
There is a spot still
Where my casual habits
Dripped
Interrupted by an
Unexpected
Curiosity
I didn’t move
Or try to change
Sometimes I have to just-
Give in- and let
What happens
Recreate- my
Simple
Blind, - thoughtless
Brush strokes
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Tangle me
Around your finger
Strong thighs
Forearm carved
Of aged
Stone-
I watch you
Discovering me
A secret I keep
In deep, safe corners
Pretending not to be adored as
You press your tongue
Against my aching
Skin
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I realize now
That I really
Don’t
Know what
The fuck
I am
Talking
About
That too
Might be
The
First step
In actually
Figuring
Any of this
Out
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my heart is twisted
around this thought
of you
---
You didn’t even flinch
When I looked past your eyes
Hidden among that vain angst
I see, it’s myself that I despise
I felt that deep tight breath
Move across the back of my hands
Your desperate words
Taking slow time to land
Too slow to change and I burn
Out of sight before
I ever reach the bend
If I could write a song/
It would be the story/
Of me/
all that I want/
all that I am/
all that I do not need/
You would fit somewhere between/
End and Beginning/
And I would hum it to myself/
On cloudy days/
While driving behind beaded windows/
Reminding me/
There was indeed/
A chance/
Of/
Rain/
Jillian's adventures take 1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4yNWWS-WNI
Brad Reeb:
Brad Reeb- Cinematographer from Brad Ster on Vimeo .
Jillian does the Shimmy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mv7CAU3NJT0
