Monday, November 16, 2009

TalloR

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The moon was not full (a safe bet) since it was a while ago back (i can remember it) a friend made a comment on the day it was to be. Yellow snow. NO yoke. Like the yolk of the chicken egg the outside of my shelter looked and felt like death to me. The color did not help at all it sickened me. Moments of time I can never make a picture look like that again. I began to climb the hill from Town to thie lieberry where im okay now the boots is clean and the shirt is dry again. Wet underclothes is agony in snow. The boots pick up the mudd one layer adds one inch to heighth of CharlaX must have been at least Seventeen feet tall then dropped to shorter smaller gall is bitter cold. I am almost sorry that I stayed here now. But nothing can compare to days I will not be able to navigate this hill. Just do not worry crew for only will I stay away when its impossible to move. Do not fret or miss me then for I will be trying to get dressed to navigate this cold this unGODly COlorado storm. Growing TalloR as I walk into the ice and snow.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

StudentBodily

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The time. I really do feel sorry for some. The ruins in that distant picture remind me of rome the hills of the seven was my first home. I would crawl into her sneakers when she was not looking up. SOme people in the Hierarchy balance time against desires to read and look at videos in the emails from back home. Relatively speaking to the relations on the web cams they fast forward it because they read the text she does not have to listen to her dada more than once to understand she has pissed him off. The party life the boyfriends and the girlfriends is not god. She joined Phi Kappa Lotta in the middle of the night and got dead drunk. DOnt worry papa no one touched her after all she was non responsive. Meanwhile Waldo was asleep near the stone wall at the post office near the trolly stopped. He was dead drunk too. When the driver saw him finally he only smiled. Social acceptance in a world gone mad there was snow near his foots perhaps he cant feel the cold like eye. Mabe this is his day off from school after all it IS a holy day its Veterans Day. We used to call it VJ day and waive the flagg. Now its mostly near the post office flying at half masted. Poor boy is gonna get arresstted when the snow finally comes down. COld will make me hurry home the travel killing some a Lady rides the same bus up this hill told me a sad story of a woman found on the jogging path in River Front Park and she was not drunk but she was merely dead. I plan on running Airlocks and being mostly inside not dreading the weather at all or the cold hopefully is left outside the snow piling up for Waldo to play on. There is 83 snow runs at Purgatory Mountain in three categories Waldo was last seen waiting for the SKi Lift to open. More News At Eleven. Stay tuned to CharlaXWaldo and his StudentBodily. FUnction.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Secret

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Its a Secret but strained beyond understanding she is keeping me too far a distance in time. Limits of patience has worn out thin dime holes in shoe leather cigar butts in coffee stubbed whiskey added to my cokes by accident I am living as a Secret Fly. Outside in the cold distance the wind begins to howl wait this sounds like a song lyrices. You cannot reason with an animal you must simply tell it the way it is and MAKE him understand it because he has no understanding in his brain of law or other peoples rights. NO matter how difficult it may seem at first they do respond to fear. Every day into the winter adds peril for the house becomes god shelter must be there from the elements but is this no differant now from an animas burrow. I killed several differant people not with guns or knives but with my nasty oily tounged arrogaunt words a Soldier yes he is in the fields killing fences with Swords while a Poet CharlAX fends with Words meant too Offend none but only Heirarchy at the IvorY in the TOwers of Babble On. Its a sorry Bloddy Secret.