Kicked at the corners of eyes
Blind spots creating madness
Their names cross hearts
Like razors cutting the throats
Of hand holding paper dolls
Spending time spinning wild
Cradling tendencies focused
On the abscesses in their minds
They holds the answers, hon
If you like all your answers spun
They’ll weave sorrowful stories
Drawing an x marks the spot
On the intentions you’ve undone
They’ll eat you alive
And you won’t care
Because you’ve been fed lines
You’ll no longer be able to live without
HASTYWORDS 
Bleeding life from a thousand paper cuts
Comparing former love and future hurts
What was light is turned to darkness thus
Concede, for it is never only words
One truth too many – but ne’er meant to appall:
Words so unwanted they seem fictional
Now apply to extricate from your enthrall
Admit that love is never unconditional
Haphazard tangent on a road of sighs
No intention e’er designed to set my sights
Existence shunned – it must no more belie
And alter course. You set your world to rights.
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wait… why did you not come and get me to be here… sniff???
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I wish you were here for everything
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I don’t know how I got lost… is this a new blog or what?
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No same old place :). Welcome home
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well what the heck, wordpress…
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I never unfollwed you, just so you know…
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And hey…
What the heck???
Did you really just now follow my blog lol.
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I was following you… then you said you might be scarce… then I saw this on Twitter…
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I have been scarce :-(. Too much busy.
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I am going to be doing something for two weeks, so if I seem like I am scarce, don’t panic… unless you don’t start seeing crazy cool posts in three weeks… then panic like a mo fo…
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I wanna come
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oh yeah you do… wait for it…
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Such is how a cartographer of vignettes, writes, spills in both in ink and dye at the torn corners to each hand woven map, much a little hidden in the invisible, its peripheral a story in flesh and bone, breathing, tasting a world in how it shares companionship and conversation.
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