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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Monday, September 29, 2008

Waves Crashing


The waves sound by sound
crashing against the rocks
the waves sound by sound
crashing each memory
lost beyond
cracking open memories
of yesterday
it was
it is
only a memory
of the sound of a wave
crashing against the rock
moving on
beyond
reality
days of existence
delivering not
because it was
only
the sound of the waves
of reality
crashing against the rocks
broken
beyond fixable
moving
forward
with the sound of love
it was what it was
it is what it is
the sounds of reality
moving beyond
the crashing of the rocks
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