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Benevolent brute, and rightly so.
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by Jesse
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| Hey, Ray... And all you other folks out there, floating silently in the ether like wisps of breath in a steam room... Gu... |
| March 06, 2019 |
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by Jesse
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| I haven't seen you guys in awhile. Technically, I haven't seen you ever. But I still check in, waiting for the day this ... |
| January 13, 2019 |
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by Jesse
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| I sat in an office today, listening to a man tell me about steam heat. About the house he's lived in, probably for as lo... |
| November 23, 2016 |
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by Jesse
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| Dearest Mother,
The rancor of morning has yet again roused me too early from my would-be grave, and if you were in poss... |
| May 30, 2015 |
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by Jesse
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| Charlie’s Bedroom (1) was written by Ray, but no longer exists on this website. So, who knows what... |
| January 21, 2015 |
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by Jesse
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| I don't think I know what you mean
I haven't said a thing
I mean to me
Well that's where we differ.
I don't want t... |
| January 21, 2015 |
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by Jesse
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| I was looking into your eyes the other night
across crayon sketches and empty saucers
while my peripherals filled with... |
| January 21, 2015 |
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by Jesse
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| Single flower
Single drop of water
We're all animals on the inside
and it's a good chance we'll all be naked
... |
| January 21, 2015 |
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by Jesse
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| I believe this one was my attempt at fulfilling one of my own
Pompillation *Recovered* by Jesse
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| Pompillation by Jesse
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Here's a couple from out the shards, as foretold.
Love Song for Sea Buoy
-or-
Fog ... |
| January 21, 2015 |
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by Jesse
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| I found out my age at the waterline
well water sash round mortal mortar
calm surface staring
rushing up vapors
... |
| January 21, 2015 |
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by Jesse
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| The Challenge below was recovered after the crash... but the sentiment that spurred it is alive and well, a la Crash.
... |
| January 21, 2015 |
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by Jesse
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| When it sings I see yellow
like sandy bricks in Nile sun
when breath blows a winter shade down
toppling blue sk... |
| January 21, 2015 |
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by Jesse
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| I think I thought we were something special
when she showed me that she threw out the carpet
when she changed the ... |
| January 21, 2015 |
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by Jesse
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| My busstop, when I was young, was the stop sign at the nearer end of my road. Truly, the stop was more dominated by the ... |
| September 02, 2010 |
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by Jesse
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| Windows burning brightly
a million yards are one
and his face is streaked in reckless shadow.
streams of unwound futu... |
| August 19, 2010 |
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by Jesse
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| Blazing slowness. Tremors. Unbidden.
Rebellious muscle. Lengthened tendon.
Flame-licked wind-pipe and stinging sweat
... |
| August 19, 2010 |
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by Jesse
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| Imagine if you will, a glass of water
as if you were very young
so that that glass and that water
were new, keen thin... |
| March 24, 2009 |
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by Jesse
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Have you ever felt Nothing?
I mean really waking up and reaching out
and feeling nothing there between your
fing... |
| March 24, 2009 |
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by Jesse
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| Oh, my brother, Bob
I could play that big guitar
in our mariachi band
What's it called again Well I
Think that woul... |
| December 06, 2008 |
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by Jesse
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| It's been a long time since I posted, and this surely will not make up for the absence, but it was just wierd enough to ... |
| November 13, 2008 |
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by Jesse
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| Well, Hate Week. I haven't missed you after all. However, I'm pretty fricken tired, cause it's the middle of the night a... |
| August 12, 2008 |
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by Jesse
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| There's an empty corner in my livingroom. Really it's filled with clutter right now, but when I finally put that stuff a... |
| August 10, 2008 |
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| April 09, 2008 |
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by Jesse
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| Such a pity
that at night I lie
and there's no one there to see
if I sleep
and make sleep sounds sweet
or lie awa... |
| March 29, 2008 |
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by Jesse
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| This started as just a comment on Ray's post about his trip to the supermarket... |
| January 18, 2008 |
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by Jesse
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| The phone rings, and I say Hello? And they say Hello. And I say Hello. Oh, can you hear me? Of course I can, I say. I'm ... |
| December 13, 2007 |
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by Jesse
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| I’ve had it since I was born. Carried it all my life, drawing on it when I need it, but time blurs all things – memory, ... |
| December 13, 2007 |
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by Jesse
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| I wake up in the morning, and I take a pill. I wretch. I don't know why. It's so little. It takes ten minutes and my sto... |
| November 06, 2007 |
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by Jesse
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| She had a voice like honey
and eyes like amber fire
and she served her breakfast
at Chick-Fil-A.
One smiled wi... |
| August 13, 2007 |
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| August 07, 2007 |
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by Jesse
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| I'd rather have a bottle in front of me than win a phlebotomist lottery.
Hilarious. My soul is roused to bois... |
| May 24, 2007 |
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by Jesse
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| Hello, All. The job I have right now is through a small temp agency. It's a woman-owned business...says so right on thei... |
| May 10, 2007 |
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by Jesse
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| My life kinda feels like a trainride. Everywhere I go, I feel a little cramped, and the people I meet - well, you talk, ... |
| March 11, 2007 |
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by Jesse
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| Father
is a man with calloused hands
practiced and precise
whose pen can ink the artists lines
whose beauty he deni... |
| December 31, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Now that I'm home, I'm going to have to try and stay busy. I haven't done a very good job of it so far, but it does feel... |
| December 31, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| I went to see a doctor today. I'm pretty sure I'm depressed, and that I have been for a very long time, some ways. It's ... |
| December 30, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| I wonder things. I wonder about the day, about politics and society, about life and what I'm supposed to do with it... S... |
| December 05, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Reluctantly we danced, gangly arms outstretched.
Crumpled wrappers strewn, still no satisfaction.
Bubble y... |
| November 06, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Wordless, breathless
feeling restless
a hunger rises in my throat
I'm out the door
before I know
whipping coatta... |
| October 17, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Hello, Fellows.
It has been a shamefully long time since my last update or post. By some grace, I'm back again, alth... |
| September 25, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Preface: Hello, Strangelanders. I was reminded of an exercise ... |
| May 12, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| On the edge of a hundred babbling brooks
as on the tips of tongues
the world leaves a sensitivity of feeling
as of so... |
| May 12, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Somewhere, on a lonely street, a perfect line of elms keep the company of a roadway whose intent is long forgotten. It i... |
| April 07, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Motherfucker.
I reach for my gun, but it's not there, and the quickness of my motion is instantly nauseating. There's... |
| January 18, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Night shadow has consumed the land
The world's torch lies cold and broken
Humanity stood but couldn't stand
before a ... |
| January 18, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Hate Week! Baby, this is my time to shine! I, for one, believe there's not enough hate in the world. Well really it's ju... |
| January 08, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Allow me to promulgate (convenient Joshable link) ... |
| January 03, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Wow, 2006. Nine months from now, I'll be reborn as a 24 year old, working class citizen. Fancy that. I wonder what other... |
| January 01, 2006 |
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by Jesse
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| Well, that last post of mine got pretty well... |
| December 25, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| ... |
| December 25, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| It's finals time at UT... which sucks, cause I was done thinking about this crap about two weeks ago and yet effort is s... |
| December 15, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| Lord, I miss your wily antics.
Your willful, sad repose
and indomitable hatred of man -
well, it really ticks me off
... |
| December 14, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| Dream is the method by which we have resolved to reconcile this we urge to be truth with that which, by any means, must ... |
| December 10, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| Let's back up a bit.
It was a crisp, dry day in December. I was home from college for the holidays and bored off my a... |
| November 17, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| The smooth, cool glass had fogged over and become spotted with his fingerprints. He stared down into his hand in contemp... |
| November 14, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| Donny was a mouse of nominal stature, but all the other mice in the neighborhood new him as Big Donny...
Big Donny woo... |
| November 14, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| Now you see in movies, all the time, about mutation bestowing an enormous power and responsibility, and it always seem t... |
| November 14, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| Oh kindred sinner born to breathe
take this world’s torment
fill thine chaos cup and drink
of savory natures sours
... |
| November 14, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| A man who takes and never gives, sics censure on the life he lives.
A man who gives and ne'er does take, lives in drea... |
| November 14, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| knightly winged warrior
behooved and moved to rebel
sees the son his saving graces
and sins most meant for hell
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| November 08, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| In 2185, things had gotten out of hand. The latest and thus far most outrageous boom generation had just come of age in ... |
| October 29, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| The day is long as I am
it stretches pulses fade
as it was against you laid
It's hard without you here
I take streng... |
| October 18, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| I was smiling lightly and stepping briskly, making my way out of the computer lab to eventually make my way toward my bu... |
| October 13, 2005 |
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by Jesse
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| I'm thinking of getting a tattoo. I'm thinking of getting a tattoo of a guy with a sweet face, dressed in engineering ca... |
| October 11, 2005 |
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