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Archive for February 2010

Recent Excerpts from the Moleskin

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Kismet

In the day
I dream about sleep
At night
I stay wired
With caffeine
And when I dream
I am somewhere else
Nowhere perfect
No heaven I believe in
But I always wake up
In hell
Oh well
You know what they say
That’s life

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Written by StarryEyedNight

02/26/2010 at 4:19 am

Posted in poetry, art, waking dreams

A Short Essay…

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A Short Essay On The Fragility Of Women

or

Women That Have Been Close To Me

Today I decided to go on a drive to think about life, clear my head, and listen to music loud. After a while my head was pretty clear and devoid of interesting thought when I suddenly started checking out a girl walking down the side of the road. She turned out to be an ex-girlfriend.

That got me thinking about other ex-girlfriends, women I have tried to start relationships, and women who I was very close to, best friends even. What do they all have in common?

Fragility.

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Written by StarryEyedNight

02/21/2010 at 3:55 pm

Posted in rants

Boredom = Comics = Chaotica

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Written by StarryEyedNight

02/21/2010 at 4:33 am

Posted in poetry

New Directions B/W A Chronological Account of My Record Collection

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Due to boredom, and the fact that my friend recently started blogging again, I decided to update the look, style and name of my blog once again. I don’t have a lot to blog about at the moment per-se, but I hope to post more than just poetry in the future.

So I will post something I have been meaning to post for a while now, A Chronological Account of My Record Collection…

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Written by StarryEyedNight

02/21/2010 at 1:04 am

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life is fleeting…

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…and I am but a fly…

Sometimes
I think too much
Lately
I hardly think at all
My brain
Dormant spider eggs
Thoughts hatch
A million little spiders
Crawling out my eyes
My mouth
My ears
I can’t make it stop
When I want to
I can’t make them start
When I want to
My mind
A hive
Or an empty space
Filled with cobwebs
Until dreams come
Bug repellent
Sleep
Peace and quiet

Written by StarryEyedNight

02/11/2010 at 3:01 am

Posted in poetry

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