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kelly-jean-rice's picture
May.11.2013
It takes one breath to forget where your’e at It takes two steps to figure it out What’s gone wrong What’s gone right What’s to care Where is anywhere Bee’s swarm overhead Bumbling Bee’s Retroactive I’m not scared Don’t care I rely on still body My still body repair One breath determines I am...
kelly-jean-rice's picture
May.11.2013
I am bitter Self hating Pot craving Un motivated Filthy Sober Bored Fucking bored ///////
kate-marshall's picture
May.10.2013
THE LANYARD by Billy Collins The other day I was ricocheting slowly... off the blue walls of this room, moving as if underwater from typewriter to piano, from bookshelf to an envelope lying on the floor, when I found myself in the L section of the dictionary where my eyes fell upon the word...
kelly-jean-rice's picture
May.06.2013
I use to take steps of pain and regret Carry stains of terrible blood from my body Lick up the wounds with my tongue Strange nobody really noticed And I traced myself out of piss and shit Into a railroad leading toward pleasure I didn’t distance myself I regain illusions And construction Far...
kelly-jean-rice's picture
May.06.2013
The prison wall had centered my head against patterns uncertain. Why rest And then again,  Why rest Why wait at all, And gathered further into the glimmer She rested Waited Don’t tell Don’t tell, She didn’t wait for him No. Against the prison wall Quarter inch up to heaven sake resting place...
kelly-jean-rice's picture
May.06.2013
Feel the rings on your fingers All the time All the time Feel the rings Twist them around Fix them Wear them Always Wearing them Sometimes feeling them without feeling them Bulky Chunky Heavy Rings Around the fingers Feeling them All the time Twisting them Wrapping them around and around in a loop...
kelly-jean-rice's picture
May.06.2013
Abrasion  Hits hard in the illusion  Morphing is detour-rent Bouncing is prohibited Communication is limited Stiches in the for-head Abrasion Stick filthy mouth X-Ray vision And into evening fade away, into evening fade away Into evening Fade away Into evening Fade away Control dimension...
kelly-jean-rice's picture
May.06.2013
she
Like it was I don’t know And then I said What did I say She remembers But She say’s she doesn’t And what was it That woman? At the corner store She looked peculiar Like she was going to rob the store And I left I just left And I came Home And ripped my shredded skirt off 
kelly-jean-rice's picture
May.06.2013
Striking human- stringing Being Human Clouds and beads And bringing Tranquilizing fog delicious screaming I hear Way out there Shredded packed up Noisy Noisy You are Noisy And Left valuing  Me
kelly-jean-rice's picture
May.05.2013
Am I on A level On A level that balances Perhaps I have been shown something Balancing My moments entirely So I come forth to seasons Seasons that can be meshed into a year Finally I can see A year turning into another Before me And am I on level Yes I am balancing Into solid serenity And the...