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| Thursday, October 12th, 2006 | | 10:46 pm |
nostalgic evnings;
with that taste
yunknow!
that smell of your mind.
lingerrrs
commonnow!
Nights (dontyou remember
in car)
think!
boutnother time
(in car)
with others
and that tingle
thatsthe one…
song correlate feeling of
adolescentnecessity
that must need a secnd chance
give me my ghost self back!self i realize not as fondly,
but i do fondly.
and fondly kept safe. P
S
kiss | | Friday, September 29th, 2006 | | 6:38 pm |
9.12.06 but it was wet outside.
drplets fallen
scents
gleam
purplets
& violets
pinkish alltoo
thdark ran
twirls. Splats. Form.
it’s all too similar and familiar
but it was wet outside.
Hazen|&c | | Saturday, September 23rd, 2006 | | 5:17 pm |
written one by one after one another on 9.22.06 it lost myitself
on the
road against the church by the damned pepperonis
and by
solid
a solid
s.deep under solid
lay lies
& dead butterflies.
the gates close as I
see the dimlitted darkness
black
tepid suggestionas as I
hear those metric sounds
closer.
before this that
and rather
a trip about
Thin
k
ing
about,
Thin
gs. Maybe.
step onto the houses
with streets and rails,
the person
jumped
,near has never been
this secure;
when,
the clock is one and
eleven.
life begins.
Hazen|&c | | Thursday, September 14th, 2006 | | 6:46 pm |
and the watrr wss cold.
the rain about,
under
neith.
quickly now,
no stop.
slowit down down.
way down.
night of cold wrinkles and warm lights.
holiday todayormorrow yet.
tomorrow.
noringing nothing.
then she cutes and all is better.
then all is away.
no stop.
quickly now.
no.
slowit down down,
way down.
slow it down. Boring days with such tender excitement.
such. Temporary.
fix me. She can. Can she.
effort to the effortless.need for the needy.
i(sl
ow
it
do
wn)
can’t want you more.
of your effortless.
makeor.move.
show me your aggression.
as slowr quick as you wishit
t(i
ti
er)
o
be.
Hazen|&c
| | 6:46 pm |
if
green is green red is red
then
our love our love is seen is seen
by eyes & ears
by mouths
by teeth & toenails
by lips & hairs
& ankles
by You.
but nevernot me.
goodly things, all
yet
in lands unseen
but soonly found.
Hazen|&c | | 6:45 pm |
two nights ago you tasted like
Watermelon.
and your earof
Strawberries.
yesternight a woman wrecked anothers
beside me.
near
and hold me, Dear
uncertain driving past these -
aircontrolled geometricities
with the ants inside
those ants aren’t you.
nor me.
so let’s run&hide from these bees.
Hazen|&c | | 6:44 pm |
years placed in months
months put into days
days turned into sentences
sentences turned into words
words to l.etters
letters from ideas
ideas of you. only.
, here.s the thing, Miss 17
just the start, the first of many
yetlestnotnever stopnor
end.
these beginnings
these ends
&firsts
now with brownonbrownonbrown
monotrifecta
on the external
but the hidden inside
as I idea
as I thought
let me try. Please
to love someone more worthy
moreover
give me more more transfiction
as you sit there, handsinmyhair
eyes burning
all around and all about and everywhere
how can these l e t t e r s
describe. Thisthat&every feeling
about you
so uneasy
quit being so difficult!
to explain thisandallofmy, feelings
this is you at seventeen
these are mine at the same
one year sooner to you
lovely.
to the best of this svntns
to the beginning of
yearstomothstodaystosentencestowordstoletterstoideas.
tolove.
Hazen|&c | | 6:44 pm |
it wasis you
you the one
maybe the pains within
this intelligence maybe
the pains are you
notafar stret ch
I cant even drawyou
with capital. Just one. Capital
symbol.
that would give unto more credit than you
willever deserve
nonisdue. Not to you
stop.
with those: lies,
smiles
“cares”
cheers
praises
denials
turnn that one man I love
turnedin to some on lessloved
it was you all along
ruin.one, shame on you
ruin.beauty, that’s just like you
ruin.she, fucking LET HER BE
ruin.littleshe, a check on the list
ruin.him, whipped like a bitch at your rotting fist
ruin.me, can’tbe. hold that pride close
touch.Her.(innocents), feelourfury
minemostagressive, hers to back mine.
one nights the night of your summertimes setting
when those colf deep stones will latch onto.
those dissolving watery fingertipsandnails
neverlettingloose
I won’t be there.
nor will onebeauty
beautyshe
shelittle
littleshe
shehim
himme
orme.
noone.
should they even glace in the pool?
with its denselycovered emotional
snarles&webs.
its mirky relections…
think again tyrant,
because weve left without a thought.
Hazen|&c | | 6:41 pm |
7.23.06 in the morning our faces
put on
yours extra heavy
you’ll need it
more than any
so progressed by now
survival without, a slim theory
Masked.
Hazen|&c | | 6:40 pm |
7.23.06 save me from eden
this boring place of few apparents
the best
of best
& best
best to do
nothing
Man squeeks with tribal Man picks a noise
blackwhitetight
papers fed lead todonetowaste
red
sockswithholes
blue
bluebleublew b
but to men of you
me pick a song
song.
Mans whitebutblack
tan clothing
Mansview of Tolstoy
Mansview of stress
Mansview of colour
Mansview of power
Mansview of government
Mansview of beauty
s!
skeletons.
Hazen|&c | | 6:40 pm |
7.23.06 need is my necessity
want. trivial.
everydaynnight
gimmygimmy
moremore
Ohof that pain.
Hazen|&c | | 6:39 pm |
5.18.06 shake to and fro
iknowweknewandknow
d.nt alarm, the viewis met,
by, beguile-etc.
though you may not see,
the lovelyset before me.
please,neednot-think
Orwonder.
because you mightmay not grasp.
the c?rve[s] is’r deemed <<parfaitement>>
not by your eyes,but-bymybrowns,
moreperfect,thenseen
n-realized,you.
you cannot apprehend,
flaudednot a touch; ,the way your skinis,was,will.
(as ideala c?e as there ever shall be.)
u,ll neverknow,
yet, nottoworry.
i know,
thoughyoumay x/believe
Hazen|&c | | 6:38 pm |
4.20.06 a written word.s, .so satifactory.
such Is th
e necessity.
to feel that calligraphoric-art
representation of so much with so little
smudged black circles&lines,
subsequently, perfectly.
all blunders lovely due unto the leg
which, but of course, is nothing less than unflawed.
exact - the crooked tilt of the semi-aged decal,
and that torn 3x4 leaf
but further than those words, p. rinted‘r vocal,
t. ranscript‘r speech
n. otion‘r otherwise.
;printed speech. vocal notions,
, otherwise futile transcripts.
it’s your preoccupation that speaks, talks, and sounds
like that of the transcendent reverberation
the resonance of that ink, (which none can hear)
mais Someone does,
and does that not make it worth it all.
worthy of that unparalleled gesture.
it is hoped to be so.
mais, Someone does.
Hazen|&c | | 6:36 pm |
4.17.06 it’s almost a fact
nowadays
that familylove.
Un-conditional.
how little-ly] ,meaningful.
if even that so much.
family is long since conditional,
of that which remains,
likeandAs a dead man decays,
in his longsince forgotten grave.
;Grave.
that is how I see this situation.
;She.
how sneaky, petty, and adolescent
unripe as the day goes on.
old ways thought to have changed,
noteven a chance…
still she is unmoved
despite -- -- foul expressions
pseudo reactions
precontrived emotions
cloaked responses.
and a’takenback visage.
- all of which are found fallacious-
,much like all of her
“Un-conditional”;
please, don’t waste precious atmosphere
“Un-conditional”,
said in southernmeaningless tones
a given. only to some.
but not to me, or another one.
in fact, another two.
compliments mean nothing from your dull blue eyes,
they grow more dull each day,
with each lie,
fib,
backstab,
skewed definitions,
And murky light blues.
she doesn’t deserve it [&] she’ll never change
until that day.
only a mere 5 years away.
Hazen|&c | | 6:35 pm |
4.16.06 Comparison, awaits.
-
so we see the divison.
east&west collide.
neither perfect, one far less…
east has learned for manyayears,
2,500 years, their doctrine remains, unbothered.
Kun Fu-Tzu,
I owe you.
as we all do, little do they know…
it’s west’s turn now, to learn a little (try somewhat).
to finally stop the droning of our trumpet of Philistinism
- seclusion. Ha, you think it great.
greatly it is not,
not indeed.
look across that water,
regard the success.
success that is not fueled by money,
or other such things.
etc.&t.etcetera.
but that of:
honour.respect.family.socialunity.safety.
but inlightof,
you keep your face implanted in the prideful state of nation.
a nation which can agree on hardly,
and does little to --- discipline.
that is the concept which is most lacking,
and it is also
the one.
that cannot be lived without.
Hazen|&c
| | 6:35 pm |
4.20.06 Japanese Dream
-
a hidden rebirth lays quiescent,
slightly hinted, partially awakened.
soon to be, as dominant.
austere to the eye’s of the beholder,
t hriving to the eye of the Honourable.
to which they hold so high.
stringent, yes.
yet
diligence.honour.duty.pride.distinguishment.
all held higest.
economy plays no part, as it does over there.
social order reigns true.
the rigid runs through,
like the blood the Eagle sheds.
and the other side sees as unjust.inhumane.untollerable.
nevertheless,
no locks.alarms.bells.police(hardly)
needed.
did you ever wonder why ( ? )
try to disprove, I know you will try.
have tried.
and failed.
- they’ve learned the west.
- now let us, reap the east.
Hazen|&c
| | 6:34 pm |
4.16.06 American Dream
-
the ability to success
by means necessary .to no one
honour bring?s,
nothing, it sounds as if
pathetic lies you tell each other about
the seen
ignorant,
take your head from the sandy, trash filled Destin sand…
look around,
is this really your dream ( ? )
crime, divorce, rap?e
,Oh wait; you just wanted to be successful,
pay no heed to the surrounding
people.culture.poverty.
crime.divorce.rape.
just look for your wealth.
,No, stop; you just wanted to be successful,
by whichever means you seek fit…
no limit tables, a slap on the wrist
no ethical conscience.
what is the need ( ? )
redwhite&blue, apparently I owe you
civil unrest, as I look behind my neck to see it.
do I need to see it ( ? )
it’s all around,
no need to hurt that pompous little neck of
yours
put that head down,
you need not be conceited.
you deserve it not.
you mock across an Ocean.
for what you see as unfit,
oh, I daresay. It is fit,
robust,
& yes,
It;they;he;she;them ---
are more superior than you.
Hazen|&c | | 6:33 pm |
4.12.06 [Ceux] rose coloured glasses
n-v-r
r-ally
work-d
for m-
oh no,not
until that one.
frigid.
February evening.
it all came to pass.
but notevertoo quickly.
Hazen|&c | | 6:32 pm |
4.9.06 [Et] I wake up cheerless.
why is this so?
strange, I confound.
Comprehend ( ? )…outofthe?
sit here
trying
to fin
d
a reason.
one, willyou come ( ? )
seconds elapsed, minutes gone to waste.
hours vanished.
all within the blink of one
and sometimes four, eyes.
thi
s
is the
a reason.
thatisthereason.
timewithout,you.
isn’t really time at all.
and it makes the mornings,
everso - painful
dismal
uninviting.
I don’t invite yousun.
unless you bring back those hours past.
or the couldhavebeen memoirs.
they could have been,
maybe that’s the reason.
goddamnit,
toomany reasons.
these times I fear to waste.thebiggest fear of all.
it is
Thebiggest fear, of all.
Hazen|&c | | 6:29 pm |
4.5.06 A Prelude by the name of…
Awakened.
Awakened, to and by, those mono –
Cides. Toxins feel filtrated
by the prickles of my nose.
Rolled out into the coldly room
and peer out that smog-stained pane.
Hoping to see sunlight,
that would gleam.
But there was no gleam, although,
I was not looking at the sky.
Oh no.
But of those people.
Those dreary, mundane,
dependents…
on drinks
on drugs
on magazines
on features of which no profitability can be acquired.
What a waste,
what a waste.
What a waste of a somewhat (maybe to be.) sun-drenched morning.
The sun of existence/living/purpose/meaning.
Yes,
It must riseandset another day.
Hazen|&c |
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