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AGE:
32
LOC: Austin, TX
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: October 31
LOC: Austin, TX
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: October 31
The mill-stoned soul against the grind like water and sand together—best under pressure!!
My name is mike..mikey, whatever….2.9, about to be version 3.0, from Queens, NYC origanlly but currently living in Austin, TX, good enough for now, got a college degree from a SUNY school in Upstate NY, a BA in English with a minor in Spanish culture/language and didn’t feel like doing anything related to it, so I’m working a job thats getting me by, while I research the big world of entreprenuership… no need to work for another when you can be your own boss everyday… still looking for something viable…. in the mean time, i stick to what i do well, enjoy my friday nights off in local Austin drinking holes, write my poetry and help a budd…
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Baseball season is over. For some people, they lay in wait, sniffing out the off season prospects and anticipating the next year of play. For others, its a well needed break from the fanaticism that takes up a bit too much of the cities energy and newspaper headlines while something like, I don’t know, war is going on. I feel for both sides. In New York, baseball talk can definitely take up too much space on people’s minds when more important matters are going on in the world. At the same tim...
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Basta con le chiacchere! Translated from Italian: “Stop with the idle chatter/nonsense” dedicated to Dom Dipietriantonio, a.k.a. Dipie an amazing artist, a good friend, and a fellow New Yorker 1. I half hate all the mythical referencing because honestly it does nothing to relieve me of my anguish or my joy But for a moment, he did remind me of Vulcan, forging his life through his home-made paints or maybe it was Phoebus, a man of my strain, constructing the grand living lyre out of the flicke...
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In my place There is something ancient in here in here in my place in here ancient like the crying of children, the quick snap of flames, cooling there is something in here in these pools of anticipation there is moving this place is always moving that is our constant things passing passing -zapping by too fast for the need I have for a slow, simmer-like glimpsing. Something ancient is emerging, a psychosis of untamed wondering, of flawed interpretation, of my place as it is verging on the ha...
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I saw this lush, heavy American red-rose in the Jardin Real in Madrid last week and I almost panicked when I realized that I didn’t have my camera because I had this need to remember it forever as if the mind that nature provided for me were in some effect inferior to the rose itself. The Now in me, that ever slippery surface of purest rationale, told me to move on and let the petal’s color iron itself into my soul; or that place inside us where silken-red petals make eternal slow love to the...
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This impulse, the lust, goes brimming beyond its means. There can Be no remorse because this is the middle of life. This is the Blood that draws Itself to the tip Of an endless Longing. The eye does not apologize, But oh, Oh the mind Is always selling Penance where none are due. Society— You have Flogged me Why have you flogged me? You can not beat the lusting out of me and now my space gets filled with unrepentant arousal. The eye will not recant its wandering ways, because this is the middl...
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Hey there, I'm trying to read this poem and keep my analytic mind at bay, because on the scale of emotion and sentiment and feeling it is wonderful. Where your personal struggle and your craving to preserve a past or current 'situation' 'love' etc are concerned it is wholly moving and attractive--but, alas, I cannot keep that other part of myself away much longer; as a style, I CAN appreciate the rhyme scheme yet i find it forced to make it work, I think that this style may be one of the most...
nice flow to it, rhythmically sound, i usually cringe at cliches, especially when a poem beginsa with one, but the immediate introduction to the content and yes it happened in that first two lines, the duality of time, that immediate idea dissolved the dislike for 'time flies' cliches...I do know how long it takes to die... a lifetime!--cheers!
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i like the repeticious aspect, and the serious, raw language and the joviality...interesting, whats with the last line...Maybe I’ll have hot-chocolate heat here for us to have some fun..sexual chocolate...
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