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Daily Deviation
December 15, 2007
Literature Text
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I’m picking up words:
—like trash
like flowers or old chewing gum
or empty cans—
they're absolutely everywhere. Hand-me-down ones.
I'm picking up words
—thrown like paper wads
given up like old habits—
everywhere I stop.
My closet's fair stuffed with
failed syntactic adventures,
fortunes of vocabulary
scorned and censored,
regurgitated turns of phrase
and faux fur gratitudes.
They clog the drains, stick in my hair.
They’re raining from the altitude
(of office buildings).
I'm picking worn words off the sidewalk,
—off living room floors
where families have no need of them, anymore.
I've captured preposterous
cad, aegis, and tome,
chimaera, dysphemism,
and countless more...
I'm picking up words,
—like old sweaters
that my sister didn't want;
collecting words,
—like the lovely leaves
autumn trees drop;
hoarding words,
—like the miser
saves gold for rainy days;
storing words
—so if I see you
I’ll have a few
to say.
.
I’m picking up words:
—like trash
like flowers or old chewing gum
or empty cans—
they're absolutely everywhere. Hand-me-down ones.
I'm picking up words
—thrown like paper wads
given up like old habits—
everywhere I stop.
My closet's fair stuffed with
failed syntactic adventures,
fortunes of vocabulary
scorned and censored,
regurgitated turns of phrase
and faux fur gratitudes.
They clog the drains, stick in my hair.
They’re raining from the altitude
(of office buildings).
I'm picking worn words off the sidewalk,
—off living room floors
where families have no need of them, anymore.
I've captured preposterous
cad, aegis, and tome,
chimaera, dysphemism,
and countless more...
I'm picking up words,
—like old sweaters
that my sister didn't want;
collecting words,
—like the lovely leaves
autumn trees drop;
hoarding words,
—like the miser
saves gold for rainy days;
storing words
—so if I see you
I’ll have a few
to say.
.
Literature
clay
cowardice runs deep, like a rich vein of red
through the bottom of a Colorado river.
so I gathered that clay, scooped it up in my hands
and packed it, carefully, over my face
until it covered every inch; and my lidded eyes
were merely dents in the thick tan façade.
this was cleaner
than the traditional, Oedipal method
of blinding oneself.
alone, the clay
was not enough. I stayed inside
the house, too, under cover of a sturdy blue roof
that cordoned the horizon
because out here there is too much sky
to hide from.
and I ignored the phantoms
still flitting in my ears,
because they spoke of the kind of roses
Literature
Reverie
I.
They say every woman is a piece of the moon,
but I want the sun.
Dear Apollo, explain to me why you gave up
clear mornings for the shadowy future.
And I'll make you wish you hadn't burned a time before.
Because he's still sleeping, turned towards the window,
the thick blinds cracking with sunlight in the early dawn.
The navy sheets his royal dress, the rays his glory crown.
I wake up next to a god on Sunday morning,
hands still dirty from the night before.
II.
But when I sleep, I dream of rhyming big words
Building them on top of each other, letting it touch the sky.
I rub up against them once in awhile to test their stren
Literature
Six Words
My walls are ice; yours, steam.
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The actual title is "Waste Not"
As in, waste not; want not.
Just a fun idea, inspired by [link]
Anyway, it grew from a silly idea into a semi-sweet declaration. ...ish.
Either way! Dedicated to Gabe, who is lovely, and with whom I lack the words to properly convince him of his awesomeness and beauty. Happy not Valentine's, Gabe. Thanks for your friendship, sincere and genuine.
Enjoy.
By the by, it has a little sister: [link]
As in, waste not; want not.
Just a fun idea, inspired by [link]
Anyway, it grew from a silly idea into a semi-sweet declaration. ...ish.
Either way! Dedicated to Gabe, who is lovely, and with whom I lack the words to properly convince him of his awesomeness and beauty. Happy not Valentine's, Gabe. Thanks for your friendship, sincere and genuine.
Enjoy.
By the by, it has a little sister: [link]
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Every time I read this it brings a smile to my face. Just thought I should let you know.