A Certain Familiarity
we shouldn't be surprised.
how long
have we known
each other?
still getting worked
up over the
same things.
it always comes down,
right back
to where we were before.
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It's always getting late.
When I am not writing this is what I do.
"In the present we are always in memory." - Trish Keenan
It's always getting late.
Introduction
This blog is a virtual notebook of writing that I maintain as often as I can. Poems, stray lines, random observations, all co-exist here. Revisions occur as needed/deemed fit.
See/Hear
A Chronological Archive of Joy and Heartache most often referred to as LIFE
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2009
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September
(49)
- Drugging The Panther (You Jitney Bastard)
- punched line
- The Inevitable Conclusion
- Only Those You Are Closest To
- Slight Interruption
- Pastoral: an attempt
- Memoir Of A City
- The Morning Walk
- Wire
- bit
- Waitresses
- But is it good?
- Left
- King Of The Restless Hearts
- Re : In Can't at I On.
- Dear Old Man,
- People I Once Knew
- Early Saturday Afternoon
- Too Much
- Crank It Out
- Motivation
- Too Late or Too Early?
- Spectate
- Morning Movement
- Waking
- Edad
- Welcome To The Neighborhood!
- Last Page Of This Book
- Lexicon by Kelli Anne Noftle
- 2nd To Last Chapter Of This Book
- For Stella
- Because I'm Still In Love With You
- Humant
- 9/9/9
- Recovery
- Get Ready
- A Night Of Salvation
- Parts, Pieces, Scraps
- Heat Induced
- Wyatt
- Shititout
- Arson Our Son
- The Limits Of
- Age Is Cruel But Just
- The Unintentional Martyr
- The Beatles Called It A Warm Gun
- Advice for ______ _______. RE: Life
- When The Wonder Ceases
- When The Wanderer Ceases
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September
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About Me
life
When I am not writing this is what I do.
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