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Camping The sky is bright with burning spots, and ashes rain down upon me like snow in winter. I turn and look at her, ashes in her hair, and I think of you, golden and beautiful, saying, "your mother has ashes in her hair." and I reply, "yes, I know, I want to tell her." and I sit, and I say nothing. the fire throws shadows onto the ground. We burn the bottles, one by one, and the plastic melts, orange and glowing onto the logs. with every hiss I think of you, how you're so close, if I could just pick it up and punch in the numbers. if only I could remembeCamping
by ~somegirl98
Fumes On the HorizonSitting, ravaged, I wore a blanket of ribbons and Apple cores. And she turned to me and said, "If you were a martyr, you would be dead." I know, I know, I said. Living and breathing in the distant air. But compliance with non-action results in truancy, limits boarders, and freedom over empathy releases us from isolation.Fumes On the Horizon
But where had I gone wrong, Turned and lost the fight? "It's an itch you can not scratch," she said, "I like to watch." Vindictive and conniving, weaponless. Stumbling around in the frothy tumult. It is better to sympathize for your enemies, walk along side the
by ~somegirl98
drifterit's been awhile, and as the time passes, drifting by like glacial ice- I wish that fear was not relevant.drifter
we melt and melt, and you are too afraid. I take the midnight train to El Paso. I wish that you were what I saw.
he understands what I mean when I say that time is eating me. You might, you can read me so, enough that I am frightened that maybe I am not as good at This as I th
by ~somegirl98
What I Am ThinkingI have a little unsatisfactory notion, that's hiding from the group. The Signs are shaking on the corner, the wind is blowing and blowing. As the intensity increases, I reach a feckless high, imposition strikes the wall, speak a mordant Song. Eating at my brain, gnawing at the seams, if you have a moment, reach and leave the scene-What I Am Thinking
please.
by ~somegirl98
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The Techie BibleTHE TECHIE DECLARATION We hold this truth to be self-evident: That all techies are created superior.The Techie Bible
GENESIS In the beginning there was the Stage, and the Stage was without lights or sets, and darkness was on the faces of the actors. And the Technical Director said, "Let there be Lights!" and the techies worked and wired, and there were lights. Spotlights and specials, areas and backlighting--yea, lights of all shapes, sizes and hues. And the Technical Director saw the lights, that there were well-aimed and focused, gelled according to the scene, and no more was there darkness on the faces of th
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