NOT KEEPING SCORE

Just got a little nod from the folks over there from e-closure.com (June 28th post, a few lines down… no permalink?) saying Not Keeping Score was “even better than voyeuristic Craigslist reading.” Aw, shucks [kicking invisible stray pebble on ground].
So, welcome to those who have linked here from there, but I should warn you that […]

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You thought you could escape it, huh? You thought, surely, this whole “poetry” fiasco that we were embarking upon over here at Not Keeping Score was a flash in the pan, over as quickly as teenagers making love. But oh no! Words endure, man. There is more loopy poetry for Project Sedation to be had, […]

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The sun wasn’t the only thing to come out yesterday in San Francisco.

Rainbow-colored balloons, gospel singers, fetish proponents, pet adoption agencies, celebrities and even the authorities themselves — everyone seemed to take pride being a part of the 2006 Gay Pride Parade.
Hundreds of thousands of people flocked along Market Street and Civic Center to […]

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There’s only so much poetry (and vicodin) that one girl can take, much less her wonderfully tolerant audience. With that in mind, we’re going to end the week with some big news.
“Big News”
It has finally happened: I’m officially old.
My very darling, and very dear friend from high school called me to announce that, with her […]

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We Are Not Here
We Are Not Here
to find our peace and contentment –
much less bliss.
We are not here to find our peace and contentment.
We are here
to play witness
to the continual hiccupping
of modest tragedies
that bubble up from the depths of Just the Way it Is
and explode at life’s surface
leaving snot-like scars at our veins
We Are Not […]

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On Love
You give to me, so sweetly, such sweet sweetness says he
all cummings-esque knowing he (e.e.) be-
ing her (his most beautiful darling) most favorite poet
,And purrrfectly says she
like a fragile angel bird coyly through
Love’s garden, prancing optimism all the way
not seeing Reality’s hot swollen clouds casting syntax
shadows up ahead

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Continuing on the path of current project (Sedation), I present to you more narcotic-induced sentiment in line form. Not a fan of poetry? Then visit my other site: www.toobadforyouilikepoetryandthisismywebsiteipostwhatiwant.com
Hope you enjoy.
something on the cusp of your tightly woven semantics
something on the cusp of your tightly woven semantics
(but not so tight perhaps as my, as you […]

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inside out
walking around and around that damn labyrinth yesterday
it took all I had to click off my brain and just listen
but I did, for interspersed moments, I did
for pure seconds
hear the water slipping over edges of the chalky plaster fountain, trickle
down and then mix with that car horn over there and
the clacking shimmy of birch […]

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Projects page has been updated. Loopy poetry coming your way:
to take a stand
scores upon scores upon scores of people like ocean waves
have crested and fallen, broken, upon these shores
and still, in that surf I search and I search and I search,
heartbroken for meaning,
as if some tiny starfish is going to emerge gleaming miraculous
when I know […]

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Drinking a cup of tea and thinking of warm days in Vietnam, I find something I wrote while there:
“I start to think of home. I imagine how things are going to be different once I return, what exciting new changes I’ll make in my life, how thrilling it will be to tell others of my […]

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