tales from the murky splurge

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Friday, September 10, 2010

voyages extrordinaires when you and me were wearing flares and drinking champagne out of flutes the south of france and kinky boots my mother sat upon the wall sun glasses perched so would not fall my flips have flopped and one has dropped our cranky car the engines stopped everyone out we are... Sign in to see full entry.

voyages extrordinaires when you and me were wearing flares and drinking champagne out of flutes the south of france and kinky boots my mother sat upon the wall sun glasses perched so would not fall my flips have flopped and one has dropped our cranky car the engines stopped everyone out we are... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

If a sense of humour is needed to get you through things then I must go and get some more. My shoulders are so heavy from people leaning on them and I am trying to be polite and stay upright. This present climate as we call it has invaded everybody´s lives. Money is short, work is scarce,... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

I said today i would like to run away what a weekend of emotional turmoil all around me wailing in their chaos I need to talk, to me yes you to listen was all i could do what a mess you are in no I did not grin and blame me am I surprised now lets not tell lies you have found once again the buttons... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 6, 2010

if love has waited before it really opens its wings and the flutter that starts a breeze now is a tornado of emotion when will the clouds drift away and stay away so i can breathe. ahh Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

The Black Death This stench fills the room with the curse of death i remain by your side to hear your last breath soon you will see the flowers again my precious not long now say goodbye to your pain they are knocking at our door there´s a cart full of dead your body is black i must not kiss your... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 3, 2010

I am expected to smile as a Bolyn queen guilty of only charm but my resentment is at the top of the bucket of hope being stirred with the wooden spoon cooked under the last full moon I am expected to welcome you in to my homely abode to offer you accommodation you think this is your right but i know... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

why so insecure, you re dreaming are you not... of what is not real but ahh a fantasy. i need to feel reality. then the fantasy will start. who are you I know not you, who am I you know not i. how does your heart know me apart from the words i write, where can you enter my soul as you have not... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

All that is not beautiful must not waiver of function and all function should be at all times wrapped in beauty, for we are lovers in body mind and desire where laid on silk to carress soft senses or on white crisp linen where harvested this beauty to offer as a sacrificial gift to a much higher... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

what poured from the sky and onto the splurge the people are hungry have you not heard their sorrow and fear i thought was not near enough to touch us. not in this year immune from the splurge we thought ourselves clean. able to hold our heads proud it would seem but the splurge is now soaked muddy... Sign in to see full entry.

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