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An Ice Cream Happiness!: On Edward Hopper - written in the Trump Hotel, Las Vegas, May 2015
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An Ice Cream Happiness! This is not a blog. Sunday, 12 July 2015. On Edward Hopper - written in the Trump Hotel, Las Vegas, May 2015. Https:/ koriental.files.wordpress.com/2012/10/hopper-11-a-m-1926.jpg. Girl sitting, naked. Save for pair of. Dress boots, pink. Opposite her, window. Bare,. Curtain, barely modest. She peeks underneath the hem,. Opposite side of the street,. Unornamented, save for. An unmown moat lawn, and moans. Of familial life escaping from within. Life that means the world to itself.
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An Ice Cream Happiness!: Momentum
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An Ice Cream Happiness! This is not a blog. Sunday, 12 July 2015. I have the same realization. Fifty three times a day. Orbiting in an ellipse;. The gravity renders my wrists mute. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Rats and Children, follow me out of town. Everyday the Paperboy Brings More. On Edward Hopper - written in the Trump Hotel, Las. Here I'm allowed everything all of the time. View my complete profile.
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An Ice Cream Happiness!: April 2015
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An Ice Cream Happiness! This is not a blog. Friday, 24 April 2015. Remember the night we drank dreams in Styrofoam coffee-cups? Stained with the froth of an acoustic guitar were your lychee lips, that night I wore you like a blanket -. Like a rubber band only into the early. Morning, and no more -. It had snapped when we smiled at each other sleepily on the other side; ignoring the advice. That you should never use the same pillow twice. Links to this post. Monday, 13 April 2015. E yelashes like drapery:.
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An Ice Cream Happiness!: July 2015
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An Ice Cream Happiness! This is not a blog. Friday, 24 July 2015. The lack of a person. Pools next to me in bed. In shape shifting puddles of ink. Links to this post. Sunday, 12 July 2015. An insatiable flood of colour streams. Channeled by twin charcoal paintbrushes,. A fresh coat is applied. Links to this post. The smell of you on my fingers. Droplets of your skin in between the grooves. My eyes caught in yours, whilst. The future presses against my eyeballs. Oh, if I could store every. Save for pair of.
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An Ice Cream Happiness!: August 2015
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An Ice Cream Happiness! This is not a blog. Wednesday, 19 August 2015. On a new summer night. I received a tetrapak of love in a stairwell. High in fructose,. Expiry date: 2 months. The sugar still messes up. Links to this post. Friday, 14 August 2015. Http:/ www.nytimes.com/2015/08/14/world/middleeast/isis-enshrines-a-theology-of-rape.html. A slit verse; but. They are men who would. Interpret wrongly, who would. And caged in between these lines lies. On herrings, her lips. And obscure, like smiling.
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An Ice Cream Happiness!: February 2015
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An Ice Cream Happiness! This is not a blog. Friday, 13 February 2015. Home and the World. A few centimetres of. A squamous celled fence:. Of the immense and the microscopically immense, with the. Thin layers of life separate. Infinities from solipsistic infinities. Links to this post. Tuesday, 10 February 2015. You cut through my. Speedboat and your floating. Impressions of now-musty ideas shared. Links to this post. Monday, 2 February 2015. Yes, it's in love! And now I am spent. Now, gloom.
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An Ice Cream Happiness!: June 2015
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An Ice Cream Happiness! This is not a blog. Saturday, 6 June 2015. A mildly acidic wave breaking. On a shore of concrete. A girl who refuses to dance, but mouthes. Bonnie M at me. Across a coffeeshop table. A girl who cares. A girl with the stubborn goodness. Like all of us). Is spiralling around a supermassiveblackhole that is. The colour of her real hair (it used to fall. In satin sheets of midnight). She walks around in a haze of purple. And yet despite everything,. She is just a girl. She did this fo...
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An Ice Cream Happiness!: March 2015
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An Ice Cream Happiness! This is not a blog. Monday, 30 March 2015. Naked branches of the oak and the cypress, on winter. Shivering in quiet hope. Learn to strum lightly:. Strings do not touch well, and. An electron derives reason. Links to this post. Friday, 20 March 2015. Between us and gods,. Links to this post. Thursday, 19 March 2015. Links to this post. Tuesday, 17 March 2015. Of bittersweet stillness;. A river is free from happiness or sadness. Emotion lends itself well. Links to this post.
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An Ice Cream Happiness!: August 2014
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An Ice Cream Happiness! This is not a blog. Saturday, 30 August 2014. There are all these interfaces to the realness, these abstractors. These computers and emails and telephones and tools. I can see a strand of curled up hair fidgeting near my foot, agitated by the mindless fan droning softly somewhere behind my back. And I can see your picture in my Gmail inbox, as I type this. But you are not here. The past is a story we tell ourselves. But what is change? These concepts are lies. There is no past...
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An Ice Cream Happiness!: Overdue
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An Ice Cream Happiness! This is not a blog. Sunday, 12 July 2015. The smell of you on my fingers. Droplets of your skin in between the grooves. My eyes caught in yours, whilst. The future presses against my eyeballs. Oh, if I could store every. The past cannot be felt. So what is the point of this living? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Rats and Children, follow me out of town. Everyday the Paperboy Brings More. On Edward Hopper - written in the Trump Hotel, Las. View my complete profile.
