June 2010
May 2010
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two: 30days
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He explained as
Clear as a roofie in a synopsis
Alarming the siren by stepping on her tail
Locked eyes are easy to pick out
In a crowd
freedom flotilla
a prayer for the unarmed who were slaughtered moments ago
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one:30days
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Painting, stoned in a glass gown
Wearing the week before on her bracelet
The self portrait’s fumes were enough to
Cell-
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The platform held its ends of the bargain
As a canvas does frame
Your basement held captives:
White, black, human-
And if in case you were wondering
Her bracelet was jade.
“dust spill. oil bowl. history blurs, never changing to repeat- always repeating...”
– poet jack storm
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four.heartbeats.of.the.apocalypse.
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Driven, in the fast lane with a rented car.
Fly as a past tense handle-
You flew off the script, improv,
An impromtu reading of inner selves from shells
On former shelves, slates cleaned with a pen.
She had dimples which reminded you of dawn,
Her smile was compiled of the horizon, the shining storm,
The twelve tribes at a reunion; eternity showed up late
To her baby shower out of jealousy and...
four.heartbeats.of.the. ap.calypse.
to be recorded and posted sunday night.
fully of hope
“strange fruit- aborted from the suns womb by the devil’s scalpel jealous of your...”
– poet jack storm
enitsirp-deactivated20110709 asked: thanks for following. btw, where or how did you find me? LOL
followunfollow
I guess thats a way to get my attention to detail
I have some more work coming, and I’m too busy to post daily but peep the tweets
and stop getting the tumblr bot to remind me to post by unfollowfollowing me!
Its love, I know- But I’d lose the followers I had if I flushed work out on here like you want me to.
“a teacher of mine said there was a way out of the ghetto, it sounded a lot like...”
– poet jack storm
“if your family had a car it meant you could escape all this shit, desolation was...”
– poet jack storm
v.be
I saw you in Vibe
You’re not from Philly
These hardships are hardly yours
I know, therefore I don’t-
Believe you
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“How many places can we invade before we call it a world war Mr. President?”
– poet jack storm
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reck.o.mend
it seems once again the programmers
lack a poetry section, so
for topless tuesday vote poetry instead
“it takes two to be a noone.”
– poet jack storm
patterns.further.ed
my life story is a little farfetched
so explaining it on a stage would be useless
not to many people were homeless before
and i think writing a love poem is reserved
if all you do is write poems about external connections
you’ll never find yourself
then again, these poets aren’t themselves
This concept is the Decay Project, where you become someone else
the group defines...
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Going Green (Around My Neck) Essay 5/6
Going Green (around my neck) Essay
The only way to contain our own individual environmental footprint without any variations of a pyrrhic victory would be interaction and creativity. The combination of interaction and creativity would become the healthy ground in which to develop beliefs that would foster a never-ending underlying focus of a better world. The key to disrupting this, is focus.
...
“don’t you hate running into the thing you’re running from?”
– Poet Jack Storm 