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my friend and i are road-tripping the US and it's bloody expensive. does anyone have a couch for two house-trained Australians to sleep on when we're in your part of the country? we've already travelled the west coast so we're now heading towards Montana, South Dakota, Wyoming, Utah, Colorado, Utah, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Louisiana, Florida and up the east coast to New York.
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[21 Jan 2006|05:50pm] |
i've been reminded that i haven't updated in 66 weeks... shit, ay.
my brilliant excuse is that i've been off
travlin' in south and central america for the past 8 months.
the next destination is the US. if anyone knows where i can find some good 'worlds biggest' things, please let me know.
i will try and be more faithful to the LJ cause. i promise.
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[10 Oct 2004|12:34pm] |
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i am so disappointed. fucking johnny.
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[17 Sep 2003|08:06am] |
cupped & spooned
‘i could sway you’
said cupped to spooned
or spooned to cupped
to her jet black hair
to her lips
to her nonchalance
to her back
then spooned to cupped;
‘i beg your pardon?’
[pause]
‘you have the innocence of a crab under a rock, a crabapple in a pear tree – my partridge’
cupped to spooned
[pause]
she waited
and there was no reply
cupped to spooned [blinded eye]
‘i could sway you, tame you, tie your fingers in knots.
do you remember that time I dyed you hair?’
‘which time?’ spooned to cupped
you’re raven [raven-us] under search lights and spot lights
if we were peas we’d be lost in transit
we’d be two old women at a bus stop, hitching their pantyhose up
we once were nice
we once were twice
‘back on you box’
said cupped
said spooned
sometimes the rings around your eyes indicate how many lies you’ve told whilst caught in the act
the act of noticing fine detail
like threads per inch
‘and that’s how we measure our love’
spooned to cupped
the lightness and weight of a small seashell is equal parts pain and pleasure
cupped:
‘you cut me
throat me
gut me like a fish
and i’m hinged
i am hinged’
‘but sometimes we are beautiful’
said spooned
‘you are beautiful’
said cupped
and she was
and she was
and she was
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[19 Mar 2003|08:53am] |
if you were a butterfly
if you were a butterfly
i'd have you wrapped in the precious leaves of a lemon balm tree
i'd wait for you to fall open to my charms
[because i have so many]
i'd wait to tickle your toes
and hear you laugh and scream and shout
and nod for me when you are ready
to a butterfly
to a soul
to the breeze that blows us in every direction
you are sweet
you are soft
you are much like a tale that's been told
[that i've never known]
you are sweet
you are mine
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[04 Jun 2002|09:20am] |
[eep]
i am indeed still alive
thank you to all those who hung around
i promise i will update soon
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[29 Oct 2001|12:08am] |
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*crush*kill*destroy*perks*
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[26 Sep 2001|06:44pm] |
i like people that wink.
the ability to do so is an endearing quality.
when i do it, it looks like i have a nervous twitch.
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[18 Sep 2001|03:26pm] |
this morning i had a dream that i had a penis.
no offence to those endowed with the male sexual organ, or to those who have an inclination towards ?said? organ, but it was rather disgusting.
nevertheless, i had a wank.
love, who was lying next to me at the time, later reported that i let out an austin powers inspired ?yeah baby?.
i am SO not going anywhere near a dream analysis book with that one.
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[11 Sep 2001|12:29am] |
isn?t it a certain little
globe-trottin?
coffee-spillin?
sunrise-missin?
luna-park-nose-pickin?
grrlies birfday coming up real soon?
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[07 Sep 2001|10:27pm] |
despite the days of silence imposed [as punishment]
by a certain girl that i love very much
she hummed in my ear all the way down the coast
and though the car was full of everyone but her
hers was the only presence i felt
the faint smell of her existed
oddly enough, on my wrist
and the scent carried infinite images
some of which, i hadn?t seen before
it was our daisy chain day that i dwelled on
only an instant in our life-span
but enough to stretch into an elaborate daydream
[your head was in my lap]
[i played with your hair]
when i saw the city lights i remembered
that we had turned into something
that i no longer understood
and i cried discretely, in the corner
these days have been long
these days have not been sweet.
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[22 Aug 2001|02:53pm] |
this time
last year
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[14 Aug 2001|07:27pm] |
[guest appearance]
once we were both lost
in the awkwardness of the first date
and the second
before i knew it
i knew every inch of her skin
it?s dangerous this familiarity
because when it?s gone
it strips the inside of your stomach
and keeps you in such pain
all you long for is the comfort
of unconsciousness
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[18 Jul 2001|05:29pm] |
her arms were stamped
and her feet were sore
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[15 Jul 2001|12:08pm] |
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little ouhla slept on my shoulder all night
she didn't stop purring
she's such a cutey
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[30 Jun 2001|06:01pm] |
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what's a half ration for a tree frog?
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[30 Jun 2001|05:26pm] |
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lesbians are scary
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