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so here i am blogging at midnight. why? because i am a wisp quickly fading... because i want to remember me... because i am fueled by my selfish motives of preservation and remembrance... because i want remembrance... because it is sweet

(this picture is from april of this spring oh six. a dear friend mocked my gypsy looks and therefore i posed. gypsies rule!... money, please.)

so i would blog... but i don't feel particularly into sharing all my lifes secrets, nor retorting down through finger flying my daily rituals partaken. i'd rather laugh run and play away so quick and gone

ear can tide the bit that be
till the powers fade and find me seethe
in corridors and corners quickly fading
i loved to laugh and lived to learn
the edges started fraying
my hands were ripped
sky high disaster struck
and i fell back
to shells of harder clay

of course there is no ending
of course there is no prey
just endless hunters seeking
maple wood and... prey

the cold wind draft comes by it's own bidding
awaken when it knows the most
can't find it worn leather spots
so it comes and goes and comes again
and stays here the way it wants
riverbeds of mountain air
founding freezing fading

the everlast of eye slit glows
the rivers flow in peace
then day then night
then sun lit morn
and clash the waters rage

i can't believe my hands swore yes
when the mind was yelling what
i am a clashing contradict of colors moss and leaves

breathe brother banty
breaths like water smoke
over every piece of solid
hearts token love on stilts

they shut they open and open wide
say ahhh... tell- scream
cheecks burn
pink
oh subtle
red
the jeers
purple
please stop it now.
red
fresh
red.