January 2011
26 posts
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“People say you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone....”
– Someone
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“He is solid; immovable, iron-willed. He showed me one day his killing bottle....”
– “The Collector” - John Fowles
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The Collector
I was the Miranda to your Ferdinand. You loved me from afar, following me with your eyes between shelves and crevices. Your desire was clear. You wanted me.
I was different. You liked my smile. You wanted to see the world from behind my eyes. You wanted to run your fingers through my hair and really feel. Because you’re so cold. You’re all efficiency and rush. You only stop to smell...
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“I acquired expensive habits and affected manners. I got a third-class degree and...”
– “The Magus” - John Fowles
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“The King’s son got well that very instant and married the Sun’s...”
– “The Daughter of the Sun” (Italian Folktales) - Italo Calvino
If doing “no more strange things” means being happily ever after, then you can keep it. This is the saddest line in the whole book. Why must she become ordinary when it was her extraordinary abilities that made...
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Another Year
In less than two days, it’s going to be another birthday.
I’ve struggled with depression for the last nine years.
And it kills me.
Knowing that I’m never going to be well-adjusted.
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Phone
It’s like you time everything so perfectly. Just when I need to hear your voice the most, you’re there on the other side of that invisible line, whispering reassurances into my ears. Like you know when I’m in despair and crushed by the loneliness. Like you know when I’m weak.
You tell me what I want to hear. What I need to hear.
I don’t know if there’ll ever...
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Yellow
I am sitting on the train. My head in the clouds and my feet firmly planted on the ground that shakes beneath me. A man in a neon jacket, holding out a badge as though it were an introduction into an exclusive party, jostles me. He wants to check my ticket. He takes my cards and stares at them long and hard. This always happens to me. “Are you sure you’re not an international student?”
I can...
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Friday Night
heat rises from the iron
mirror mirror
i clamp my hair
it slides
smooth
tonight
i’m joining the others
out there
teetering
high on lights
drunk
delirious
i clamp my hair
why?
they ask
it’s straight
as an arrow
(point me)
because i remember
your fingers
traipsing
through the hidden folds
gently
firmly
i hate your hands
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you...”
– Maya Angelou (via z-bug)
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“The Scientist” - Coldplay
Oh take me...
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Julien
our fingers traced out letters
stark and bare
crinkled leaves underneath
the little details count
despite the larger picture
you came beyond my dreams
understood impossibilities
the hopeless
little things
I cling
a little shabby flat in the west end
piles of books
scattered yellowing papers
sink of dirty plates
our hands wandering
lower
lower
ah there
drunk on memories
the what...
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“I’ll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending I’m not there.”
– “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets” - J. K. Rowling
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My days bleed into endless night
I am only at peace under the stars, alone and comforted by the shadows that stretch out away from me. I wander the streets with my guitar tucked under my arm, strumming discordant chords and wondering if this despair is of my own making.
I seek knowledge, a greater purpose. A reason. Something to believe in. Something that will take my faith, hopes and love and keep them safe and locked away. I...
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The Night
dark
looms over
me
fistsclenchedtight
mysidesparalysed
pleasedon’tdothis
ohgod
nonono
makehimstop
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“The artist is the creator of beautiful things.
To reveal art and conceal the...”
– Oscar Wilde
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Muse
Words, nothing but words Meaningless yet meaningful Strung along in many lines Their hidden value kept inside Carefully preserved in their shells Of confusing streams of babble Resides something that evokes My mind to breathe and grow
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“Imperious, choleric, irascible, extreme in everything, with a dissolute...”
– Marquis de Sade
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“Separate Lives” - The Alan Parsons...
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You Haunt Me
I’ll be standing in the fruit aisle of my local supermarket, brow crinkled, indecisive. Oranges or grapes? Holding my basket and trying to remember what my empty cupboard needs. What my empty heart needs.
And there you’ll be. Small and shrinking. Mass of glossy dark hair. Large ridiculous glasses and that defeated-but-defiant attitude that I adored. Frowning and awkward. Fresh.
...
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Shouldn't Have
It was around 4 in the afternoon on a Tuesday in spring. I was getting the train home from university. The compartment was mostly empty. There were a few businessmen and a couple of university students sitting behind me.
They came in. Loud and obnoxious. Meadowbank Station. All awkward and boisterous.
There were five of them and they approached as one. Sat around me. Suffocated me with their...
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C l o u d s
I have always walked to a different beat.
Out of touch. Out of s y n c.
I have always been the odd one out.
Last one picked. The freak.
I have always thought of myself as invisible.
Background noise. Impossible.
My head’s in the c l o u d s and my feet are trailing down.
Out of sight. Out of mind.
It’s c a r e f r e e but not easy or practical.
The gap is huge and if I
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“love is more thicker than forget
more thinner than recall
more seldom than a...”
– “love is more thicker than forget” - e. e. cummings
“You can’t spell belief without the lie.”