February 2012
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I am the devil’s mate.
On stolen wings, I fly higher than the sun,
Escaping the constraints of meager mortal flesh.
High.
High.
Higher.
High.
But
Here comes the Flap, and the Flail, and the Fall, Fall——-SPLASH
Into a breathless deep of void.
Poor Lad.
I bet Icarus was crazy too.
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“there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too...”
– Blue Bird - Charles Bukowski
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swarm me,
take it like you will.
a cup of coffee
and a cig
a cup of cofffee
and a step, hop, tiger.
swarm me,
if you will,
And I’ll let it linger.
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Publisher's Queering House →
lastleapelectric:
Hey Pals, I have a new-old hobby: sharing the sights and sounds of queer art in Boston!
Send me your things and you too can be tumbl’d.
so my friend raleigh just started a new queer art blog…you should follow it
“Lighting new cigarettes,
pouring more
drinks.
It has been a beautiful...”
– Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense (via likealltheboysbefore)
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My art is now all in one place...YAY! →
Finally got all my work photographed. shit is legit now
Like Icarus I brace for fall.
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January 2012
43 posts
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it is safe to assume this poem is about you
I dream of you.
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We hold,
crimson on ivory ribs.
And the feeling lasts.
And the feeling lasts.
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Wake up to truth.
Maybe someday,
I’ll whisper my dreams to you.
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