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new mother's first bathnew mother’s first bath 12/16/05new mother's first bath
as winter whispered snow around our home early this morning I took a bath and
immersed myself
in profound feelings of separation.
the last remnants of you
as a physical part of my body found in slivers of blood, floating around my knees and ankles and flabby, empty belly
now completely my own again.
even as I nourish you with
milk from my breast, thoughts from my head, nameless emotions that come from somewhere hushed and secret
you are drifting away from me –
a cl
by ~krocksauce
distilled catastrophedistilled catastrophe 12/02/04distilled catastrophe
I’m a lazy person caught in unforgiving motion –
time doesn’t care if you don’t feel like moving forward, so
I look to you for company and we
move cautiously among animated matrices,
saving our last burst of energy for when we might need it most. whenever that is.
in a dream last night we were gazing at a thick sky without much regard until a lightening bolt pierced the murky horizon and hovered &nb
by ~krocksauce
soulfulin remembrancesoulful
I can’t find my pen in the wake of distraction vices drowning out sorrows me sorrowful, soulful
mourning the loss of
something not love
No love is something I have plenty.
warm bodies curled up recovering each night but
what I miss are your daggers your slow, sure hunt
to satisfy a hunger you’ve forgotten you needed
my overurgency sure, a moodkiller
but I never thought it would bleed you pale
is it me or something else? and if not me
what else? &
by ~krocksauce
island timeYou hold the video camera like it is some kind of memorable nightisland time
long pull off bottle, slow drag off straight
She twists us into compromising positions while Nat strums on in the dark, looking into everyone at once I hear you say (filter reality out of this picture)
the lens widens at all the possibilities
sometime later (moon has run askew) we play on golf-green midnight softness tur
by ~krocksauce
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how are the adventures in motherhood?
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rome it was this morning in the yearless region of dreams..
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amelia.
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<vivus> sister christian oh the time has come
<vivus> and you know you're not the only one
<vivus> to say
<vivus> okay
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sometimes they move in the pages, like sleepers who turn over between two dreams - rainer maria rilke
You're not allowed to procrastinate so long.
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amelia.
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how blessed we are, crying now
for we will laugh someday and how.
-c.s.
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rome it was this morning in the yearless region of dreams..
how can i be down ? i just wanna roll witch'all..
krocksauce.. i think i know you..
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sometimes they move in the pages, like sleepers who turn over between two dreams - rainer maria rilke
wesside is lovely, but i miss b-town.. i trust you and ad-rock are staying out of trouble,
slint was musical ear sex.. you should be jealous..
let me know when the next badass show is so i can live vicariously.
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sometimes they move in the pages, like sleepers who turn over between two dreams - rainer maria rilke
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