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LOC: Del Rio, TX
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: June 09
LOC: Del Rio, TX
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: June 09
“I carve a notch in the wall for every stall, each fifth mark slants diagonal to symbolize your downfall” -Aesop Rock
I am Sean. I have lived in Texas all my life; I spent my developing years in a small city named Del Rio. 144 miles west of San Antonio, smack dab on the border. I lived surrounded by desert, and I believe this has something to do with my personality. There is death in the desert, but for death to exist there must first be life, and there was life; the trick was finding it among the heat and dust. There, life was good.
I received my BA in Biology from Southwestern University in Georgetown, TX. It was there that I found I had a knack for the pen. Kadigan was my first poem, written for a girl in trouble, hoping it woul…
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To capture the flight of a pixie or sprite Is difficult, hard, and not always right Though reach out I must To give and take trust Lest I sleep cold all through the night. Do not think me selfish or self-absorbed Tied as I am to this impermeable chord There be laughter and talk There be swimming and walk And the warmth of attention, to not be ignored. Please take my hand so I’ll full understand How lucky and lucky I am to be such a man Rare to be so deserved After a distance observed By such ...
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Saul::::::::::::: everything has new shape not unlike a rubber band and this bipolar of mine has got me anew everything has colour beyound visible light all the voices, the noise, the world is rotating and warping around me intimidating and interesting but i digress sure, its not right sure, you cant empute sure, i know it isnt real sure, i could take my meds but things got interesting sure, its dangerous sure, it's tormenting sure, it could be life long sure, i could end it now but things ju...
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Time wastes away, but I feel no loss. The use of my power slips, and there I feel the cost. Never know what I'll uncover next, and I'm vexed that the stress leaves a mess of a mess I've already addressed. Walked my world, standing and crawling, looking for the wisemen, do I hear them calling? Given the ways to move down the path; given all the ways to head for a crash. I drink from the bottle, comiendo las pistillas for throttle. Who knows what the rest will do? Make me sleep? make me hate yo...
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Brilliant rogue devices! One can tap into that Untouchable. But as I twist down Feeling the puncture Frostbite begins I peel my fingers away And take in the air Over and over But not so long For to overextend your endurance Is to spell a twisted end Hold, and hold, and hold again As I see the air get passed And mixed in My blood, my mind, my body All echo away in time And I’m left with silence as friend Cacophonous silence inside As my self tries to fly And my insides try to hide. It’s not al...
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CHAPTER ONE “Found, loved, and put to rest” ONE For this is he, of whom it is written, behold, I send my messenger before thy face, which shall prepare thy way before thee. –Matthew 11:10 The early morning hours rolled around cold and rainy in London. Raindrops pattered against the outside of the windows of apartment 4c. Inside, blood patterned the weather, streaming like ungodly tears down the panes of glass. Silent witnesses to some unspeakable horror, every piece of furniture was soaked in...
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Your thoughts are sound and your definitions fair. One does have to wonder just what there is ‘out there’. Looking at your answers revealed by your paradigm yes the answer looks plain, but fundamentals still remain. I have seen the same looking just there. The viewpoint is easy, though you play a tough game, don’t doubt that, but your means to this end is reflectively insane. What I see is this: a skewing of view. There’s a different looking glass that I can see through. It’s there and it’s o...
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This piece reads to fast for me, especially compared to your other work. The phrases all seem too clipped, like they're just getting rattled off, not well linked. I'll comment more out of review field.
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This one hooked me. You know your flow is good, don't have to say that again. The images I got from this poem surprised me... see if you can see this... smoking sinks your feet in mud while still carrying your thoughts to the sky. this poem is but a reflection on the mud of life more than the exhilleration of tokin. That's what I got at least.
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Your stylings are very powerful. I'm a sucker for rhyme and even more so for proper schemes and rhythms, so I say keep that up and practice. The content is the only thing I have contention with. I understand this is a piece written from a personal standpoint, but it's not that interesting. The feelings, etc. that you convey don't come across as particularly powerful.
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I like it, and I read your feedback as to it being a piece of a larger work. That larger work sound quite readable in my opinion. I'd like to see more if you would. First reading (not knowing anything about it) struck me as familiar. Your methods of introducing people and situations quickly are sound. Given more space to work with, I'd recommend giving out information with even more reserve; just totally throw us into the scene and let us figure it out. Some people like this approach, some do...
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