June 2012
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sleeping on grass beds
tears clean the dirt from inside
heart fires ignite sheets
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The Benefit of a Storm
On any given day
we can try to give weather
the benefit of the doubt.
Allow the wind to suddenly shift
blowing both east
and westward
as directionless as a sparrow
who’s replaced its wings with hearts.
As if the moving air knows
to carry on and continue
before the final tide calls last dance.
During the day
the ultra violent motions
of last nights lunar current
sings songs...
May 2012
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The Comedy Bureau: MIB 3 vs. Moonrise Kingdom →
thecomedybureau:
MIB 3 Domestic Gross: $55,000,000 (est.) # of Theaters (Domestic): 4,248 Gross/Theaters Average: $12,947 Rotten Tomatoes Rating: 68% International Gross: $132,000,000 (est.)
Moonrise Kingdom Domestic Gross: $509,000 # of Theaters (Domestic): 4 Gross/Theaters…
7. Brody’s Bio
Brody Stevens
Comedy Death Ray:...
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Finding Sleep
This is the place where sleep is found
A lifetime of restlessness
Bodies broken from not caring
Hearts full…of the wrong…
everything
Minds warped
from too much worrying
about who we don’t love
and who’s filling up
on our golden petrol. At no cost to them.
A place so tired, lips don’t detach
but instead retract
to their cold winters’ home....
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stopping the world from ending
To be able to breathe
all of you in
so that I could for once
become the absolute of our desires…
To grab your unrelenting happiness
holding it high above
where and when
sadness walks through this door…
To stop you…
at the very moment
before the first time you whisper
those three words;
savoring that very last second of innocence
Preparing for when that very next...
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Cold She Wasn't
And her eyes,
as still as the slippery concrete
found on the bottom of city rivers,
were far too fragile
to hold her memories
that ran down stream and into
her lifeless body.
She would celebrate
each day of the warming sun
with five candles atop
a melting ice cream cake
and……with each breath
she cried……for the river
to wash her away.
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“Quand il me prend dans les bras
Il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose”
– Edith Piaf
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l.a. basketball diaries, in three parts
Trees become red ashes
blue leaves rejoicing in white rain
Sun will come again?
Purple flowers dance
golden moon flares destroy smiles
Happiness is lost
moon sets over silence
the heartbreak is deafening
Hope is no longer.
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a song, in three parts
In this second wind
I laughed until death began
Crying is rebirth.
Crying is Earth born
silence is living…………..proof
Love knows hearts laughter.
Hearts are born in rain
that falls with our eyes open
Closed Together Gracefully.
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She Sat and Sang by Christina Rossetti
She sat and sang alway
By the green margin of a stream,
Watching the fishes leap and play
Beneath the glad sunbeam.
I sat and wept alway
Beneath the moon’s most shadowy beam,
Watching the blossoms of the May
Weep leaves into the stream.
I wept for memory;
She sang for hope that is so fair:
My tears were swallowed by the sea;
Her songs died in the air.
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From Plaza Abaja to Pershing Square: L.A.'s Oldest... →
This is the AWESOME-EST
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“I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there...”
– Ernest Hemingway
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“Substitute “damn” every time you’re inclined to write...”
– Mark Twain
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“We need to fall in love with the world in order to save it.”
– Sebastian Copeland
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The King and I
On that typical Thursday night
King Butterfly wrestled with alligators
as he made his way
through the thickest of his forests
heavy in swamp tides and black holes to fall into
to lose self in and that we
too soon will want to call home.
Forests filled with fireflies
painted with phosphorous wishes
and seductively resilient carbon wings
fit for dressing the most elegant of Queens.
He...
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Bob on Adam
Just got the Lefsetz Letter on Adam Yauch, and if i’m not mistaken I believe he posts them to his blog a couple days after the email is sent out. It’s such a perfect letter this time around…one that I wanted to share…
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Bob Lefsetz bob@lefsetz.com
1:52 PM
SUBJECT: Adam Yauch
This is not...
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at 35
The first twelve years
were someone else’s
experiment in development
not mine; I came prepared
for the pain suffering love and nurturing
that was necessary
for what would come to follow in my next twelve.
Those twelve were spent
picking and choosing
what was handed to me
pain, suffering without the love or nurturing
not quite living
but a rite of passage
for the still sleeping...
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Barry Obama is my kind of guy...
I was never the BIGGEST Obama fan, being that he is a President of the United States and all. Yet I am aware of his pre-presidential and pre-senatorial awesomeness. Which brings me to contemplate whether or not I am the BIGGEST Obama fan. I might be.
Oxy has a big all-year alumni event coming up, so stories start surfacing and any article with a reference to Occidental College or Oxy is shared,...
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What we create in our meager minds
is sometimes so much more painful
than what was suppose to happen in the end.
Our fascination with ends and new beginnings
outweighs the effort we put into
the portraits we begin to live in.
Glancing at the crystal ball and
knowing that you must gather your belongings
is not a punishment
but a reward.
And the reward comes in a large box
packed with a...
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Dreams come
we breathe them in
we sometimes devour them
they pass
or we must let them go
they come again
Repeat
Repeat
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Courage
We mostly cowards
Half express ourselves
the other half lay dormant
amongst our comedy of errors
that sleep on stages we pay for
dictating the monotony of miseducation.
Having no problems with expressing them selves
they stumble around, fall, these jesters…
as if it were all a farce
yet they still remain bread winners in our homes.
How bout we cowards…try writing a new play...
