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(photo credit wilowispaperio, 2016)

today I shall not make my bed
I will go out with my camera,
not my phone
my keyboard will not hug today

today I will spend time with friends
listening to jazz
laughing and drinking coffee
and eat a big fat buttery croissant

today I shall stand at the front of the ferry
and watch as we cut through the water
to my most favorite place in the world
I will put my feet in the lake and
feel my senses open to its iciness
I will climb rocks and cut through
the marshes and lay on the beach in the sun

today I shall lay on the ground
and take pictures of tiny microscopic
creatures in the ice and sand
stalk birds while listening to them sing
take deep breaths and close my eyes
and listen to the earth’s pulse

then I will slowly make my way
back to my unmade bed
disheveled sheets and pillow
lay myself down and say
today I did not make my bed

 

 

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Dreams, Poetry, Uncategorized, voices

Jupiter

Last night
I laid myself down and
watched Jupiter follow
the wolf moon

then woke surrounded
by concrete, metal and
icy tiled floor

this is not my bed

whispering voices
YOU
s.h.u.t. UP! YOU
CAN’T SAY ANYTHING

I won’t

“Wake up sunshine it’s
time to rise and shine!
Face the day!”

no soft slippers here
saggy black striped soles
blue wrinkly cotton
top and bottoms
white t-shirt no bra

TIE THEM UP!

I want to put the top on
backwards

WHAT SILLINESS
PUT IT ON THE RIGHT WAY
THEY’LL LOOK FOR ANYTHING

compliance is everything

I wander through a
steel door into the hall
others have already started
shuffling towards
small paper cups filled
with bright colorful pills

soft melodic music
works its way
into my awareness

my eyes open
the sun is barely risen,
pink horizon, clear sky
cardinal singing

I touch my fleece robe,
hold it to my face,
smell it while sliding my feet
into my soft slippers as my
tears roil

I can’t undo life and sometimes
neither can my dreams

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Marilyn Manson, Music, Uncategorized

Sweet Dreams

 

 

 

 

Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody’s looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of these
Who had a mind to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody’s looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what’s inside you
Moving on, moving on
Moving on, moving on
Moving on, moving on
Moving on

Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody’s looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I’m gonna use you and abuse you
I’m gonna know what’s inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
I’m gonna know what’s inside you

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Emile Sande, Music

My Kind Of Love _ Emile Sande

I can’t buy your love, don’t even wanna try.
Sometimes the truth won’t make you happy, so I’m not gonna lie.
But don’t ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

I know I’m far from perfect, nothin’ like your entourage
I can’t grant you any wishes, I won’t promise you the stars.
But don’t ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

Cause when you’ve given up.
When no matter what you do it’s never good enough.
When you never thought that it could ever get this tough,
That’s when you feel my kind of love.

And when you’re crying out.
When you fall and then can’t pick, you’re heavy on the ground
When the friends you thought you had haven’t stuck around.
That’s when you feel my kind of love.

You won’t see me at the parties, I guess I’m just no fun.
I won’t be turning up the radio singing, “Baby You’re The One”.
But don’t ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

I know sometimes I get angry, and I say what I don’t mean.
I know I keep my heart protected, far away from my sleeve.
But don’t ever question if my heart beats only for you, it beats only for you.

Cause when you’ve given up.
When no matter what you do it’s never good enough.
When you never thought that it could ever get this tough,
That’s when you feel my kind of love.

And when you’re crying out.
When you fall and then can’t pick, you’re heavy on the ground
When the friends you thought you had haven’t stuck around.
That’s when you feel my kind of love.

Cause when you’ve given up.
When no matter what you do it’s never good enough.
When you never thought that it could ever get this tough,
That’s when you feel my kind of love.

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Dreams, Music

Dreams ~ Grace Slick

Oh I, I believe in magic and I believe in dreams
Until I heard the thunder rumble
I saw the mountains crumble –
Then came the circus so I followed its parade

With all the fancy lion tamers, high-wire fiery flamers
Ravers of every kind
I saw those high-stepping sexy witches
Sons of satin, sons of bitches – all were there in my dreams
all in my dreams
Sodom and Gomorrah
I see you’re back in town.
And though you build a wall around you
The multitude still found you
Just like a circus to start with a parade
Oh but a parade of the

Fancy lion tamers, high-wire fiery flamers
Ravers of every kind
I saw those high-stepping sexy witches
Sons of satin, sons of bitches – all were there in my dreams
all in my dreams
Now I can see the whole world is just a circus
And I can tell that the circus why it’s just hell
And then I heard a drummer rolling
I found my seat’s been stolen
Then a spotlight hit me going wild in center ring for all you

Fancy lion tamers, high-wire fiery flamers
Ravers of every kind
For all you high-stepping sexy witches
Sons of satin, sons of bitches – all were there in my dreams
all in my dreams

My dreams my dreams
Well I, I believe in magic and I believe in dreams
I said I, I believe in magic and I, I believe in dreams
I believe in dreams
I said I, I believe in magic, I believe in dreams
I believe in dreams, magic, magical dreams
I wanted to sing that I believe in dreams
Magical dreams, oh I believe in dreams
I said I, I believe in magic, I still believe in dreams

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On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won’t understand
“Don’t accept that what’s happening
Is just a case of others’ suffering
Or you’ll find that you’re joining in
The turning away”
It’s a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting its shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we’re all alone
In the dream of the proud
On the wings of the night
As the daytime is stirring
Where the speechless unite
In a silent accord
Using words you will find are strange
And mesmerised as they light the flame
Feel the new wind of change
On the wings of the night
No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away
From the coldness inside
Just a world that we all must share
It’s not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that there’ll be
No more turning away?