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Lessons Learned

jennalovesyou — Sun, 07 Jan 2007 22:54:52 GMT

My true friends Have become apparent. Dirty minds and hands, And hearts made of rusted, blood-soaked-souls of past lives, and dirt. My true friends Are brilliance encompassed. Ancient minds pulsing, Pure thoughts of careful intention, Holding my breath and bones with feathered fingers Splayed and watching, listening and never breaking for a moment. My true friends Get me. Know my wild is untamable, Understand my need to abandon, to experiment. They recognize that I am responsible, And forgive my indiscretions without an inkling of judgment. My true friends Are sick minded, frivolous, thoughtful, and truly kind. They talk of everything and nothing at once, Never holding back, never holding out. Never leaving uncomfortable silences. Never. I feel their eyes on me with love, And their voices in me when I speak every word. My true friends Are found. Now. Here. I count myself blessed. Thankful. You’ve saved me, my true friends. And made me believe again. You know who you are.

Confessional

jennalovesyou — Mon, 12 Sep 2005 02:48:17 GMT

All of my idols long to get better acquainted they size me up sideways long and lingering deity stares burning blessed holes through skin and psyche So I take to drink and laugh out loud merrily clasping stone hands with hope between them while I kiss the ground and I acknowledge sky Sending prayers out to whoever is listening -jennA jE

jennalovesyou — Mon, 29 Aug 2005 07:45:20 GMT

"...occupy the space between lobs and linger long in fascinating orphic beauty, internally wandering with abandon, and stake claim to an uncharted land." - jennA jE