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10.31.2003

 
what if I'm wrong?!?!

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10.20.2003

 
I'm peeling an orange
no television to confuse my mind from the process
no conversation to set any other thought in motion
no music to derail the rhythm of my fingers
in total silence
simple act of peeling an orange.

I tear into the skin
listen to the fibers brake million at a time
fingers moist and stained dripping with bitter blood
stripping away random parts
slowly
bit by bit
piece by piece.

gulp
I swallow the saliva in my mouth before it drowns me
the fruit of anticipation
how sweet it will be!!

Watch my fingers grip
from my mind, through my heart
the motor of my muscles in exercise
just right
firm enough to take hold
gentle enough not to crush
the move towards the opening mouth
like clock work
in perfect harmony
poetry in motion
the parallel downward movement of my jaw
sound of bursting pulps echo in my head
the juice is loose
flowing through and through
it brimms the cracks on my tongue
sweet & sour
number 69
its magic
spent, with the flush of the mouth the flow drains downwards
the mind will's it
electrical pulses traveling millions of miles of neuron pathways
without pause
no glitches
from my lips to your ears.

to be.

God is here now
with me
I call him purpose
He's in the details
trapped within the white lines running through the meat
in between the neatly aligend pulps
I see him
in the colorless fluid of the fruit
in the thickness of the transparent skin
within the opaque pit that I spit
mere garbage in my palm
useless
insignificant
a sting in someone's eye
I see him as time wind forward
as garbage resting in dirt
as life hidden in ashes
I'll strip away all faith and say
I'm peeling an orange.

Caoetruab votao tbuoaerntb oaiutlasdkrjwe!

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10.10.2003

 
in the film "the professional" little natalie portman while lying in bed and looking up at the ceiling says "leo, I think I love u". With that leo, the hitman character of the film, spitts out whatever milk there was in his mouth. While cleaning his face with a rag he responds "how do u know what love is?"(natalie portman's character is around 9 or 10 years old). she responds "I feel it. there was always a knot in my stomach. its gone now. it feels all warm".

it wasn't adult love she was referring to, but yet it was. u have to see the film to know what I mean.

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10.07.2003

 
Peter is back(name I gave to the pimple on my elbow)
and he's buggin the crack out of me. be gone peter.
be gone.

today is the elections for recall of the governer of california.
So much for democracy. more of principles of democracy working
against democracy.



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