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About Me

I-i-i-ay-eye...i am trying to learn how to fly, to trick wings onto my back as a vacation from birds, finding the nearest exit from a new part of my womb; the space between movement and being ignored. i a __m trying to leave the misplaced seeds from my garden, convince them to grow, despite wild wishes and listless dreams, scare off my nostalgia for pidgeons with a stick and enjoy the crows of my new home, i am trying to find a place for myself amidst the ringworm curls that my spine makes in a shadow under the light and move beyond the zones of sleep that fill me when i am empty and too hungry to ask for help. this is a call for help to apathy to remodel its memory, the people who see themselves as gutters to house me, that second of realness amidst stumbling to eat me alive, and remind me of what i deserve

My Interests

lookin for ... that euphoria that tugs on those unfelt lightbulbs in your head when youve traveled halfway across the world and climbed the highest mountain that your overpayed tourguide helped you up, and you finally realize that there are no longer any computers around like the one jamming arthritis into my fingers as i type this to bring me and my thought process down to a lazy entertained lulli play capoeira and on bikes

I'd like to meet:

the next real pirate, climbed from the shipwreck i felt in a heart skip ped beat but never heard about on the news

Music:

the pixies, mates of state, sleater-kinney, diane cluck, the adicts, op ivy, fugazi, cap n jazz, rites of spring

Movies:

dubba duba dub pup,.,.,.,.

Television:

pete and pete; infomercials on the ab slide and citric based house cleaning devices

Books:

jitterbug perfume, the wall

Heroes:

you, for ta

My Blog

spears shears hair

groaning old wedding rings from the mud of un cherished daylight, i scrubbed myself clean from the slickbacked glide of a bike snow hovered from my relationships with ground &nb...
Posted by pamela on Mon, 19 Feb 2007 10:52:00 PST

sir word mixmaster

i am very inspired by my (k)razy looseness of lingo at the current moment and in a state of euphoric word mixing. i can make up a word for you on the spot if you ask...
Posted by pamela on Wed, 20 Dec 2006 11:09:00 PST

upon flying to a breakdown (hope+itwillbealright

just when you think you cannot say itagaina pain to the chest, jagged reflexes punch square jaws in the mud, a breaking point governs its roots through wet and pale dirt, tweaks twitching middle finge...
Posted by pamela on Wed, 01 Nov 2006 05:21:00 PST

hububub (spear to the ego, in shadows of my face

I remember The first time you declineda poem/ from meand convinced the shell thatbound us that that beautiful morning Was built up on the cross-stitch of spite and self pityI, finally no...
Posted by pamela on Wed, 01 Nov 2006 05:19:00 PST

towing giants from my beard pt1 of 3

dear Heather I saw you in a dream, you ressurrected yourself with your own tears,you were a martyr to your changing self. These tears healed burned souls, they rewound the cours...
Posted by pamela on Sun, 15 Oct 2006 04:46:00 PST

allowed to breathe

I am covered in shrapnel bits of the moonthe dusty flakes of her fortressShe slips to my open mouth rufies like thisAncient crumbs, flat and soundless c...
Posted by pamela on Mon, 09 Oct 2006 02:08:00 PST

should i stay or should i go?

the night here is weird and soothed by its distance from usIt tells me that cold is coming, the kind that shakes...
Posted by pamela on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 02:09:00 PST

orangutang mustache

i see myself running like the shoes of Hermes from my chest, heart beating in fluffs of unimagined shape & nbsp; ...
Posted by pamela on Mon, 25 Sep 2006 03:06:00 PST

like the silence creeping from blood

the rain is coming, she came in a day long drool from my eyes that cant get used to these brief interludes of sun. i fell onto new york for a few days, after promising everyone around me that i ...
Posted by pamela on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 05:03:00 PST

note

to self: you need to remember what it means to dance, despite wishes to kiss one with a razor tongue
Posted by pamela on Fri, 16 Jun 2006 07:38:00 PST