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				Posted: 11/2/2004, 11:50 pm
				by happening fish
				happeningfish wrote:a million directions and i've yet to find one
that doesn't lead back to you
a million transgressions and there isn't a one
that i haven't imposed on you
there are a million stars in the universe
but there's only one in mine
and you move like the ocean
and you love like the sun
and leave a million memories behind
Heh, this baby just netted me $100 and a publication 

 Yay!
 
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 11/2/2004, 11:56 pm
				by beautiful liar
				that's awesome 

 
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 11/2/2004, 11:58 pm
				by happening fish
				Hey, I got to thinking that I haven't written anything in a long time, and then it occured to me that I have so much right now to write about.  So, I wrote this, and as soon as I read it over I instantly loved it.  It is so strange how something that comes from within yourself can make you inexplicably happy.
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There is a little love that lives close to my heart
A few beats away, a few steps louder
As your feet pound the floor to the echo in my chest
I smell you and feel you before you are here
With a smile and a clench of the insides inside me
I know that the little love lives
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 11/2/2004, 11:59 pm
				by happening fish
				Yeah, okay, that's definitely my favourite thing I've ever written.
/doublepost
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 11/3/2004, 12:24 am
				by Hope
				I smell you and feel you before you are here 
With a smile and a clench of the insides inside me 
I know that the little love lives
holy shiza thats good 

 
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 11/3/2004, 6:30 pm
				by happening fish
				
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 1/8/2005, 7:04 pm
				by happening fish
				Traffic
I mush my feet into the slush.
It's everywhere. Lights
flash and change,
direct my life around
speeding people.
Why did the loner cross the road?
Answer: someone was waiting
on the other side
to change her.
Green.
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 1/9/2005, 6:06 pm
				by happening fish
				A gentle shake
Shadow me quietly,
stalk my words until I 
hide. Hide me.
Cover me in black sheets
so that the night
will not be as scary.
Fight darkness
with darkness,
add vice from the
balance. Beams.
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 1/19/2005, 6:47 pm
				by happening fish
				Show me your eyes, pretty bird
They shine like shadows in the back of my head
Cancel me out, I'm on sale
Tell me your lies, word by word
They float like whispers on the tip of my tongue
Single me out, I'm alone
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 1/19/2005, 7:06 pm
				by starseed_10
				
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 1/21/2005, 4:25 pm
				by happening fish
				"Royal Victoria"
I push up the slippery sidewalk
Suspicious of ever being warm again
People have frozen mugs 
With ridiculous looks- get me out of here
What they really want is to climb back in
To something warm and safe
Illusions will suffice
Anything but this damned wind
I’m up above the hospital
Walking through my own breath
It’s out in the open now
No more breathing on people in secret
How to bridge the frigid air?
Gasoline drifts to my nose and I breathe it in
Rot my lungs
I need this revenge on my body for containing me
Just one small breath
…HA
What a good pollution-machine I am
I will breathe fresh air onto you
And you will be able to see it
I shape my breath differently now
For a change of pace
From this slogging pace
I mold it into native curses
Colisse mon ostie tabernacle jesu christ 
Calveniste anglophone
!!!
These are hiding just under, where you can barely hear them
In the distance women see me
From the women’s reception
See my air
See not what I say!
Winter calls for different secrets.
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 1/21/2005, 4:38 pm
				by clumsychild_
				Very nice. I love it because it's all over the place.
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 1/21/2005, 4:47 pm
				by happening fish
				Thoughts upon walking home today.
It came out very feminist somehow.
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 1/21/2005, 5:10 pm
				by trentm32
				wicked awesome!
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 3/17/2005, 12:43 am
				by happening fish
				i put this in the montreal trip thread but i think it got lost
anyways it belongs in here i guess
it's for boots on her journey to see me.
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Snake your way by train 
to my door 
The dirty ice will catch you 
when feet fail 
The underground will lose you 
when it breaks 
Make your way outside 
to the cold. 
I'll offer up a place 
to refresh 
Should the liquor seem 
far too bitter 
Should the smoke appear 
far too blue 
I'll make you a space 
to recover. 
Wandering by night 
into dark streets 
You don't know the way 
that we do 
We do things a way 
that you don't 
Speeding off by night 
into stateside.
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 3/20/2005, 12:53 pm
				by happening fish
				"Untitled one"
If I drag my fingers along the wall,
I can feel the little bumps.
They’ve been collecting there for years,
Each one feels like a little scar,
But I don’t mind them; their pain is part of me.
Sometimes I must teach myself how to live.
Yes, I am afraid.  Yes, the pain is a hard little ball.
When I hold it up and turn it in my fingers,
I am surprised by how small it is,
And by how nothing can ever crack it open.
I don’t remember what’s in there; I hid that in there too.
It moves in my veins by night, heading for my heart.
Should I be looking for the light?
Others say they have found part of it.
They tell me it is a fire, and it warms and saves.
I always thought the fire might eat me, 
And so I stayed away from it; I am not food.
I have seen the others, with flames in their hair.
Every now and then, the room is too dark,
And the curtains don’t want to open,
And neither does the door.  
So I sink back into my bed, into a daytime nap,
Hoping for sleep to come; it never does.
We are great friends, the blade in my back and I.
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 3/20/2005, 1:15 pm
				by happening fish
				"Untitled two"
Deep down somewhere inside me
Is a human.  She is native to the planet earth
And she eats lots of things. Animals and plants and water…
She knows simple things.  She knows the sunrise
And how the warmth makes your skin tingle
And why to never be alone 
And how the cool night steals the colours
And gives more to the shapes.
She feels a beat in her chest and how the grass tickles.
When fish swim through the stream that is not hers
They are art.
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 3/20/2005, 1:41 pm
				by starseed_10
				jeez.
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 3/20/2005, 2:12 pm
				by happening fish
				"Untitled Three"
Between the start and the finish
There lives a nothing-
He breathes space and feeds on blank.
No longer idle,
He has shaken out the IV. 
(sugar is bad for the eyes of others)
The window is open and the curtains are flapping
With the promise of a great escape.
Can you possibly imagine me?
Wrapped up?
Clawing through dirt and wood for the air-
The godless space that hugs the world?
Stir it with your magic finger 
and it will move.
From the beginning to the end
There exists a nothing.
He loves me like zero do-
Reaching for alpha, touching omega.
			 
			
					
				
				Posted: 3/20/2005, 2:30 pm
				by evanw60
				happeningfish wrote:happeningfish wrote:a million directions and i've yet to find one
that doesn't lead back to you
a million transgressions and there isn't a one
that i haven't imposed on you
there are a million stars in the universe
but there's only one in mine
and you move like the ocean
and you love like the sun
and leave a million memories behind
Heh, this baby just netted me $100 and a publication 

 Yay!
 
Where did you submit this? I REALLY want to try to get some of my stuff published.