| thoughts running through my mind | 
| "i miss too much"
"getting excited is sometimes exhausting"
"i look good"
"will i ever find love that sticks around?"
"all of it really did pay off"
"i'm scared in the morning" 
"i don't rem... Posted by 1977 on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 12:45:00 PST
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| you could have been anyone to me | 
| This is a thing I did instead of sleeping. I watched four different versions of Neil Young's "Like A Hurricane". While viewing, I wrote some of the things that came into  my mind.
  
  
  
1976  deca... Posted by 1977 on Sat, 22 Dec 2007 11:55:00 PST
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| Two quick ones | 
| Gulls
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Watched grown men scramble for rainwater
From a gutter
They bathed their bodies
Washed their hair
Spoke in loud tones
I was too far away to hear 
I could only see the smiles on their fac... Posted by 1977 on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 09:29:00 PST
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| all written in a row | 
| get get 
cache of evidentiary beliefs
won't allow you the decadence you've strove for
over the years
 
driving sedans 
to salty, sun-drenched hideaways
engine still-warm 
from continual motion
... Posted by 1977 on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 09:22:00 PST
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| Cold In, Cold Out | 
| -Cresting horizon after horizon, the pair became lost in the gross inundation of life itself; never truly knowing the price, nee, the cost of living as proposed to them by elders, etc. Only now, reali... Posted by 1977 on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 09:11:00 PST
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| The shedding of the beard; a telling event | 
| My beard is gone. It was getting ferocious, lucky, wonderful. My beard is one of the only things I truly have control over; I can grow it long, trim it short, wash/condition it to a fine sheen, etc. 
... Posted by 1977 on Mon, 17 Dec 2007 07:02:00 PST
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| the creedless causeway, the bent wrench | 
| (Filters)
individual writers
take to task
individual litres
open em' up 
bleed onto the pages
let them dry
on the slate
let them crack
in the air
let the grain
catch flame
stomachs are empty
scorn... Posted by 1977 on Fri, 14 Dec 2007 10:40:00 PST
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| (or dont) | 
| This was written in 1997, found in a shoddy address book I used to write in. Enjoy 
(or don't)
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sometimes
it's crude 
how courageously cruel
one can be
simply just to circumvent 
the illustra... Posted by 1977 on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 06:11:00 PST
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| please crawl | 
| please crawl
bouncing 
  toward me
away 
  from me
back toward the wall
  up through the ceiling
you're bringing with you
  the courageous
hardening 
  ... Posted by 1977 on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 05:47:00 PST
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| I need a unit to sample and hold | 
| -i know that's who you are  it's awfully hard   to get the motivation  to write these things  as i'm typing  i know this, as the others  will eventually be lost to time  in a box or bag, ready for y... Posted by 1977 on Thu, 06 Dec 2007 09:20:00 PST
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