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Kristin

About Me

"YOU HAVE YOUR WAY. I HAVE MY WAY. AS FOR THE RIGHT WAY, THE CORRECT WAY, AND THE ONLY WAY, IT DOES NOT EXIST." FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHESCHRODINGER!

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

"MAN LIVES LIKE THE UNHAPPY WHORE ON RIVER STREET WHO IN HER ETERNITY GETS ONLY A COUPLE OF BUCKS AND A LOT OF SNIDE REMARKS IN RETURN FOR SEEKING PHYSICAL LOVE THE BEST WAY SHE KNOWS HOW, NEVER REALLY HEARD OF A GLAD JOB OR JOYOUS MARRIAGE OR A DIFFERANCE IN THE HEART: OR THINKS IT ISN'T FOR HER WHICH IS HER WORST MISERY." -ALLEN GINSBERG

My Blog

Instrumental Reason

I am tired of living within words, so many little words tied together, tied in two.Ive had the same classical c.d in my car for weeks.  Vivaldi, four seasons, an instrumental reason to shut the fuc...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jan 2009 19:14:00 GMT

Pity Parades for Compliment Whores

You hold your worth Careless Like a cigarette Staring straight, impatiently I dare not share Careless My contempt I'd rather you leave me   Your silly submission Hiding Like a child ...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 02:41:00 GMT

Zombie Please........

I thought I might make you wet last night But you locked the door on me I yelled through Trying to get close to you But you weren't really there   I was drunk And he was bored Looking right...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Dec 2007 18:19:00 GMT

Amorphous

Amorphous   Like thick rope over lapping My persistent veins Strangled with anticipation Beyond the blood on my knees And these barricades of lies Now my vision leaves Giving to you, my...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Nov 2007 00:47:00 GMT

Waiting

  He's got a way of makin me feel smaller Then the width of a splinter That way of looking in your eyes   Sure, I was the one still running But the boring truth of it is We both have our l...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 23:00:00 GMT

Girl Hair

Ahhh I wrote this poem in rather a hurry.  Not that I was in a hurry at all, but it seemed to come out as such.  Soooo yup..................   Girl Hair   I miss the morning light ...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Aug 2007 23:58:00 GMT

Figured Light (reposted)

He trails her tales of figured light Benieth her painted veil Simplified her mourning Day and night She slips back into her hell As soon as his mind has set For the evening For the worlds asleep ...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 23:45:00 GMT

Circle Fucked....

 ..This same old stink againSeeps through the crack of my doorThis scuttle fuck of a worldLeaves me regressing Leaves me wanting moreThen a half eaten dreamGoog-u-late-ing crust On my ceramic plate......
Posted by on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 20:27:00 GMT

THE WANDERER

THE WANDERER *I have entered your world without thought Of what to do and what's been done And without a doubt his love shines through Within the Crystal sun *And I the lonely wanderer Have left ...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 15:44:00 GMT

THREE STEPS UP FROM FALLING

 Step 1.) His upper lip tickles my own With a breath of winter mint and cold consequenceHis hand is now moving gently, gently handling my hipsWithin a hurricane of dream thats sole evidenceIs now kiss...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 22:54:00 GMT