Posted on August 29, 2009 by jessicarrot
A glut of consuming fire has engulfed all of us.
Instead of producing, we consume and consume
Until the blistering rivulets of engorged excess
have strangled and burned our insides.
So pinched and perplexed are we
That there could ever be a consequence to holding a flame.
The fantasy ends abrupt.
The chains are malignant with peculiar force.
The dreamworld is cracked wide [...]
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Posted on August 20, 2009 by jessicarrot
Bereft of travail, I dripped out so gelid, so winged.
Naked.
I entered you through your cold hollow gaps
Your cold soul, so empty.
In palaestra, I stood, shoulders glistening
I fought you.
Achilles straining, you succumbed.
Alongside my brothers, I hunted.
I fell in and out of love, like a child.
I slipped in and out of life, like a dream.
And so did [...]
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Posted on August 18, 2009 by jessicarrot
Your veins sing so softly
a whisper your lips deny
cradled in your bones,
deep down to the marrow,
you know.
All the secrets you keep there
are furious with the need
to be spoken.
Slowly, carefully, they stealthily plot against you
One rogue cell divides,
and divides again.
Happily, a cancer grows
drawing blood and food
to feed itself.
Eventually it finds the surface
as your equal.
Your mortal enemy.
Before [...]
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Posted on August 17, 2009 by jessicarrot
I hate the gaudy smell of perfection
It stares me right in the face
knowing I won’t make eye contact
the thought makes me itch and fret.
I’ve gone down, chased down that path
grasping, coming so close to the mirage.
Failure is like a bruise,
an injury that can’t reach the surface.
It just settles there under the skin
Swollen, sore and ugly.
I [...]
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Posted on August 17, 2009 by jessicarrot
Summer is almost over. The end to lazy days is near. I’ve had blogshame for weeks, but I just couldn’t muster the energy to write anything. Here is a run-down of the happenings of late:
Hannah is a bit of a nudist. She keeps taking off her diaper whenever she gets tired of it. I thought [...]
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