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[Jun. 12th, 2010|11:31 pm] |
I saved the peaches for you
I ate the plums
I ate the kiwi
I ate the granny smith apple
I even ate an avocado
I put them all on a paper plate, sliced and peeled
but I saved both peaches for you |
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| kind of gruesome, sorry (dostoyevsky will do that) |
[Jul. 21st, 2008|11:50 pm] |
Her tepid flesh hung loosely off a torso full of sap and sex
though the skin-coat remained buttoned carelessly into an epidermal seam
The cadaver beneath grew tighter, denser, and more withdrawn with each passing of putrid pity
billowing round this loaf of sexed up indifference, the milky kidney-pink jacket
fastened at the neck with a bruised brooch
Like a girl wearing daddy's blue collar shirt
Like a whore wearing her lover's oxford
--JA |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 16th, 2008|12:16 am] |
I got this close to a rabbit
Backed it into a concrete corner
I could've killed it
But i didn't
I watched it leave
Flip flop |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 16th, 2008|12:08 am] |
And as i walk i smell your perfume in the trees
relaxing lazily on every shoot and dainty sapling
it drips
periwinkle purple on teddy bear brown and velveteen green
careening and sliding somewhere just short of recklessly
along invisible fronds of current
just enough to tickle a synase playfully and seductively
And as i walk i smell your perfume in the trees
--JA |
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[Jul. 9th, 2008|01:48 am] |
so keep me warm
as i sit outside
the air is cold but the moon is bright
you're all i need tonight
so keep me warm
keep me safe
don't let me sink
i slip so fast and i'm on the brink
And i just can't help but think, you could keep me warm
It's so cold
But that can't last for long
I'm getting old
but at least the night is young
so keep me warm
Keep me close
Don't let me stray
My head on your chest is where I would stay
From day to perfect day
just keep me warm
I'm so afraid
That the future's so unclear
But with no delay
I'll take a future with you near
just keep me warm
JA |
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[Jul. 9th, 2008|01:47 am] |
So this post, and the next few, are some songs or fragments of songs that I've written over the past few months. They're kind of just fun pop songs, but I thought you might like to read them. They'll be clearly labeled with a song fragment subject line
I can't say that, i've changed for the better
but i've changed, that's one thing i know
and i can't say that, i'll love you forever
but i love you right now, so let's go
hop in my car
we'll go somewhere far
away from here, the moon, or maybe even mars
or maybe i'll drive, right into those blue eyes
in which i see reflections of the stars
take hold of my hand
hold on tight we can't see
what's in store for this old fashioned tale
of giving in to feelings that
scare us, there's no turning back
the wind's fierce, and it's time to set sail
i never thought i'd see myself
wanting you and noone else
limiting, at best, lost, at worst
you've got the last drop of hope
for a guy like me who's final note
is trying to not die of want and thirst
JA |
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[Feb. 8th, 2007|07:57 pm] |
Every inch we're apart
Is a foot too far
Every breath catching right near the throat
The tensions arise
at least in your eyes, and
No words need even be spoke
But just what are you wanting
from this tension so daunting
a release, or a stifled desire?
Because with this distance between
our hands can be seen
my patience beginning to tire.
--JA |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 8th, 2007|07:56 pm] |
At night
We fight
In day
We play
And I just
wish
To hear you
say
--JA |
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| This is actually kind of old, but it never got posted... |
[Feb. 8th, 2007|07:54 pm] |
You'll move on, on and on
To better things and better places
far far beyond horizons that we knew
You were always trying to slip backstage, be the one
who only needed me
And now I'm the one who made you a star
who couldn't see
why anyone without a reason
would try to stay in summer's season
for all of time
as if they could find
something new
--JA |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 17th, 2006|01:21 am] |
As I give thanks for what is mine
The wonderous meal on which I dine
With harvest come and now behind
To God, the glory give
The evidence of his great hand be
The gourd on ground, and fruit on tree
The dripping combs of honey bee
To God, the glory give
Though the weather inclement is
We daily reap and sow what's His
With every breath and day we live
To God, the glory give!
--JA |
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