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Joel

About Me




From tender years you took me for granted
But still I deign to wander through your lungs
While you were sleeping soundly in your bed,
(Your drapes were silver wings, your shutters flung)

I drew the poison from the summer's sting,
And eased the fire out of your fevered skin.
I moved in you and stirred your soul to sing;
And if you'd let me I would move again.

I've danced 'tween sunlit strands of lover's hair;
Helped form the final words before your death.
I've pitied you and plied your sails with air;
Gave blessing when you rose upon my breath.

And after all of this I am amazed,
That I am cursed far more than I am praised.

thrice - silver wings

My Interests

I'd like to meet:


You.

in a rainy, downtown, rail bridge, black and white phonograph sort of way. skips and all.

if you choose, you may leave...
a stain on my carpet, a song in my head

My Blog

a blinking light amoungst flashlights

all our good intentionslike light refractinginteracting with such coloursblacks and blues do you know anybody's heart?isn't this a clearer perspective ona deeper truth aren't we all as broken? 'fuck' ...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 20:58:00 GMT

a four letter word and its definite meaning

tonight my steps led me to a cross section of road  i found 12 upturned postal cards strewn across the ashfault lines  upon them was a print of two children, a boy and a girl, staring into e...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 21:56:00 GMT

white

i can't seemy eyes have been stripped awayand all light has distorted beyond recognitiontraced in disarray across the bathroom floori arose, without any hope of meaningsand slammed my face against the...
Posted by on Wed, 23 May 2007 13:54:00 GMT

excerpt

this is from lee bozeman's journal, it can be found at http://www.leebozeman.com. i found this to be really beautiful. ~2/22/06...warm day for February here in middle Florida. I woke up early and wash...
Posted by on Thu, 10 May 2007 12:34:00 GMT

grey

i visited the lowercase of Northumberland. dressed in wings like quadratics sprinkled with the pellucidity of phantom fingertips i traced the shadows across the floor at you crouched behind a pho...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 16:04:00 GMT

black

there is a scene in the upper case of Northumberland paraded in degraded innocence tearing apart the ligaments with misguided sentiment the aforementioned dissonance has overtaken the foreground and w...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Mar 2007 09:32:00 GMT

someone please tell me the story of sinner's ransomed from the fall

fitting Caedmon's Call - Coming Home You say you want a living sacrificeWell I am a burnt offeringCrawling off the altarAnd back into the fireAnd with my smoke-filled lungsI cry out for freedomWhile l...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 19:41:00 GMT

haha i'm sorry... but...

that's all - Chris Staples later tonightafter the mall closesand all the gates are pulled downafter the last drunk is locked upwhen the traffic lights blink yellow I just want to be with you
Posted by on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 13:04:00 GMT

something i'd like to share of devotional relevance

I recently heard an incredible sermon on Suffering and its context in the will of God, earlier this week I was reading through lyrics to some songs by the band My Epic and also their explanations of ...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 20:17:00 GMT

i want to skip like a stone from a stronger arm

no one reads bulletins so much so much.... consider yourself blogged I definitely went about spending my christmas eve eating holiday kraft dinner and watching Pride & Prejudice with the fam. haha...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Dec 2006 12:53:00 GMT