September 2011
96 posts
6 tags
Dots
such a tease. it has me cross. it asks how many. it tricks. it asks exactly. how much. so i t all the dots
Sep 1st
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August 2011
150 posts
3 tags
Aug 31st
190 notes
3 tags
You May Have Missed...
Wraithishly I Am Not What I Eat
Aug 31st
2 tags
Left-Handed
lincolnneal: i can do a few sweet things left handed. shoot and throw, for instance. in many ways i am more exact with my left hand and as a kid i wanted to grow up to be ambidextrous. but i’m not. close, but not quite. i have a new notebook, and in it i’m only writing left handed. i have a few tonight. Just a little back story for those who might be slightly curious as to why I am tagging...
Aug 31st
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5 tags
Throw & Drive
i wonder how many times in the car it’s ob vious you know how far i can throw and i trust you. as far as i know you truly believe the sock on the floorboard is mine, i can ride as far as i throw
Aug 31st
2 tags
greatnesslieswithin: A clash of cultures, My edge taking punches At your serenity: We’re different, But not unable to Fit in each others Locks and crack Their codes, opening All barricades.
Aug 31st
6 tags
Rabbit & Owl
i wear rabbits to battle owls. their strength is in their restraint. win. lose. you can’t resist. i’m food.
Aug 31st
6 tags
Sky & Lake
your new bike sounds like an old fishing reel at night close your eyes and ride and you will float between the sky and lake
Aug 31st
6 tags
Drunken Elephants
I’ve been saving this for many years.
Aug 31st
6 tags
Talcum
phone lines like talc. geese start to race. clouds of kentucky school grass. cross-country. look up.
Aug 30th
2 tags
No one Can't Write All The Time :)
We have jobs and school. Or whatever you lovelies & fuckers do. http://lincolnneal.com/post/9579406723/love-is-like-food http://lincolnneal.com/post/9578411394/translation-from-sewing http://lincolnneal.com/post/9577585601/i-do
Aug 30th
5 tags
Mothers Go In
lincolnneal: mothers go in where babies are out where mothers go in and ladies come out and there are no men and cell phones are banned where storks do not land and i just can’t stand where mothers go in and everything ends. sometimes it depends
Aug 30th
6 tags
Love is Like Food
so why did you come here. to cry? to stare? to be locked in a room and fed with tubes? to sit and wail in your room and grow hair? my hirsute waif, i leave out the worst of the illness just like this. does it prove i care? metaphors get mad when you pretend they aren’t there
Aug 30th
5 tags
Translation From Sewing
the spool. you thread. the old machine and you sew. with your feet. it isn’t even plugged in. you already gave me your lighter. c’est l’orange. that one. keep working. je l’aime. c’est ca. i stop smoking. je t’aime. continue. it gets stuck. you fix it and keep going
Aug 30th
;) i felt like winking.
Aug 30th
4 tags
I Do
i don’t do it to get high on your lists but make new ones. your lists are still real. i do it to unsee. absolutely. i disappear fluently.
Aug 30th
44 notes
3 tags
Village Men
lincolnneal: a mermaid stranded in the mudflats of the mississippi was beautiful and famous and delighted many men, but loved none of them / the women of the nearby village conspired to cook her as a witch, which they did / so the village men did it again
Aug 29th
19 notes
5 tags
Oh My God
i said, i really did, take that big dick, out of character it had been a minute, you laughed, i came on the wall and yelled at the dog when you pointed out oh my god she’s eating it
Aug 29th
5 tags
Proof Of Sex
you said you don’t understand, i’m so wet when we kissed at the bar. what you really meant was west. there were cameras. lastly making proof of sex
Aug 29th
4 notes
4 tags
When
you blow a kiss i catch i slap them on my neck so people ask
Aug 29th
5 notes
5 tags
Overgrown
Ghosts in the barn were first in the pig house, but it’s too broken down, overgrown with grapes and groundhogs
Aug 29th
5 tags
Peurile
when there are no pens i smile when witches i draw sticks with
Aug 28th
11 notes
6 tags
New York, You Light Thing
so far all i really need, i really really need, is a field of milkweed. today, an arm tattooed in black eyed susans writes wind is bad for light things
Aug 28th
4 notes
7 tags
Subcutaneous
at the hospital you speak out. i promise to not forget your voice. the doctor says it’s renal. six weeks of fluid. injections. ten percent. your voice, it’s subcutaneous. hollow as needles
Aug 28th
3 tags
vulgivagus: You were trying to say something but you took too long to talk and now the wind has dried your mouth and your teeth fell down.
Aug 28th
20 notes
2 tags
I am— slightly— worried about New York. I hope it turns out to be silly. I have a lot of friends there. Like a lot, a lot. Like, pretty much everyone I know. And, much like New York itself, they are a little more squishy and emotional and awesome than they’d ever admit, believe it or not.
Aug 28th
4 tags
Listendontlookback: Goodnight, Irene - Leadbelly ...
Aug 28th
4 tags
Skin & Grass
it was so hot on the lawn, i wrote you something in the sun imbedded in your skin with grass
Aug 28th
5 tags
Eating With Our Fingers
lincolnneal: at the stream you don’t fin fish, just place them in baskets for dinner. you can’t clean. i hunt. through a field. some sort of grain. the game eats things i can’t gather. in the river is clay. we cook bricks and plates and tuck in, always eating everything with our fingers
Aug 27th
11 notes
6 tags
Red Ants
red ants bite. it is basic math that 3 + 7 equals don’t rile them. science predicts lawnmowers slay garter snakes. it is proved they can fly. by then they must match our understanding mathematically within a measurable differential, confirmed independently by children stomping on red ant hills and aardvarks possibly.
Aug 27th
6 tags
I Spray The Bat
i carefully spray the bat. it slept on a sponge. it slept in the sink. i thought it liked water. i logically spray the bat and it screams open a wall! how do you sleep in this house?
Aug 27th
5 tags
Eating With Our Fingers
at the stream you don’t fin fish, just place them in baskets for dinner. you can’t clean. i hunt. through a field. some sort of grain. the game eats things i can’t gather. in the river is clay. we cook bricks and plates and tuck in, always eating everything with our fingers
Aug 27th
11 notes
3 tags
Portland Approves $2M Bike Sharing Plan →
fuckyeahportland: jeremyridesbikes: Portland Approves $2M Bike Sharing Plan PORTLAND, OR (BRAIN)—Portland’s city council has voted to approve spending $2 million in federal funds on a bike sharing program. Mayor Sam Adams said he’s delayed bringing the bike-sharing issue before council because he wanted the other major cities to test it out so we could learn from their mistakes, according to a...
Aug 25th
13 notes
4 tags
Dials
a cab, a sassy cab with a rider’s brake and a real radio the ocean is miles west but once on the boat everything is totally dials
Aug 25th
3 notes
2 tags
Listenpsych0kinesis: Sheep Go To Heaven - CAKE Sheep...
Aug 25th
23 notes
3 tags
listen
birdswrds: why does my sink drown  dont listen
Aug 25th
4 notes
4 tags
Salt
lincolnneal: taste salt one stings you touch with a tongue i can’t see in these things
Aug 25th
14 notes
4 tags
You're Mine
you eat canaries and cough feathers slyly out of birds i cement the door to the mine
Aug 25th
8 notes
5 tags
Heighth
marking the wall i wrote the article for the lawyer, the marriage was over. i was taller at any measure, taller than any other. i needed a ladder as does my barber
Aug 25th
4 tags
Attention & Worth
carry a tire down your favorite street. 18 blocks. then everything is, everything will be. but don’t ask for help. what must be, will, and at least dirt is clean
Aug 25th
re: to you, i posted one. i’ll post the other three. and to those that answered, you’re really some of my favorites <3
Aug 25th
5 tags
More Than One Bite
you don’t fight what can’t eat you whole. we dance and scream and hide and we’re lucky we can. passed to dogs since many sense your mouth is small
Aug 25th
6 notes
1 tag
To You
anyone on who reads this? otherwise i’ll send these babes to queue.
Aug 25th
4 tags
Street Value
as city custom dictates i walk by the road and you by the grass; that way no one knows, this way no one asks
Aug 25th
5 tags
A Small Public Service/ Answering A Question Not...
I see a lot of talk on here about self publishing. And all that talk is fine. However, I’m reasonably certain most of you would like to have someone else publish your book. As we all know, there is no money in publishing poetry. So, for most publishers it is more a labor of love, or a labor of credibility. So, they are generally interested in writers who have a demonstrated respect for the...
Aug 25th
33 notes
4 tags
Snip Snip
snip the line like you snip the stitch the thread ripper’s hinge squeaks and you swim
Aug 24th
10 notes
4 tags
Secret Pun
obviously connecting brains was headed off by something cleverly said, so we have this secret pun instead
Aug 24th
4 notes
3 tags
Peacocks
your forty foot peacocks face west like trees or emus. say they’re not. i’ll take them as is. how much do you want for those big fancy peacocks?
Aug 24th
3 notes
3 tags
You Drive
we share a whip. we drive at the flick of the wrist. to where? that is no way to say faster.
Aug 24th
2 notes
5 tags
I Am Not What I Eat
turn the crank and breath becomes words becomes meat, just ground beef, turn the crank to feed. and how you feel about you is clear, like what i receive. but i am not what i eat
Aug 24th
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