#poetry

"As Dead As "Nothing's changed at my place of birth.It is as dead as I remember leaving it."

"Penetrate the Mysteries "If you ever hope to penetrate the mysteries of the universe,you've got to buy her a drink first and then pretend you're listening."

"Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night."

"It’s funny, for all it took was a broken heart and that alone was enough, enough for her to do everything she ever dreamed of."

"I'll miss looking through the forest–your green and hazel eyes. I love the way they shimmered and changed shade with your mood, and how I could see the desire in your emerald gaze.-Karen Quan and Jarod Kintz"

"It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road."

"Don't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry."

"Dressed to Kill [10w] At fashionable parties,vegetarians should not be dressed to kill."

"Self-Contempt [10w] Self-contempt is calling yourself collect and refusing to accept the charges."

"And now we step to the rhythm of miracles.--from The Light, That Never Dies"

"Doldrums People who live in the doldrumscan't throw caution to the wind."

"Love is a game of tic-tac-toe,constantly waitingfor the next x or o."

"Like a sculptor, if necessary,carve a friend out of stone.Realize that your inner sight is blindand try to see a treasure in everyone."

"Retail Haiku [7w] LollapaloozaLiquidation Blowout Sale.Everything Must Go!"

"Storm [10w] Clouds darken to X-rays revealingthe tumorous thunder resounding within."

"Learning from Experience Learning from experience means, 'Boy, did I just fuck up!"

"a bruise, bluein the muscle, youimpinge upon me.As bone hugs the ache home, soI'm vexed to love you, your bodythe shape of returns, your hair a torsoof light, your heatI must have, your openingI'd eat, each momentof that soft-finned fruit,inverted fountain in which I don't see me."

"What a strange thing!to be alivebeneath cherry blossoms."

"I'm sober. Yessiree, I quit drinking. I haven't had a beer in four hours. Now I just need some coffee and to get drunk on love poetry."

"The Moon The moon's a pearl among the starry gems,more cultured than the rest of them.A blemished diadem of charcoaled nightthat chaperons the sun back to the light."