Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7912 Jul 17, 2013
Del Cuatro wrote:
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On different flowers the bee will cling
And make its honey from everything......
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Reported.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7913 Jul 17, 2013
Del Cuatro wrote:
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Poetry food for the soul
Is without a doubt a passion
The putting together of letters
Rhythmical hearts that beat words
Creation of love and pain
Of which I have a need
Beauty and darkness spilling onto paper
In moments where time stands still
Words are so very powerful
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Reported.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7914 Jul 17, 2013
Del Cuatro wrote:
Faintest of light a silver sliver
thinnest of thread silken quiver
slightest of hope,to be,delivered
strongest of faith golden envisioned.....
Polluted waters clouded vision
deluded cause create division
obtrusive force denies cohesion
abusive nature cries are legion
Assimilation is their call
diversification is the all......
Reported.

“A beautiful Lady..”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

:o) Smile (o:

#7926 Jul 18, 2013
Our problem has never been not knowing what we should do. Our problem has always been that we lack the ability to do what we should do.....

the net...:O)
Pastor Dale Lee McFarland

Tempe, AZ

#7929 Jul 18, 2013
True love is anything goes.
Miami Nice

Miami, FL

#7943 Jul 20, 2013
steve wrote:
<quoted text>
Get over it!! U will never be more than what u r now!
Actually I've seen that you contribute very little here, you show no outward signs of being much of an achiever or of being upwardly mobile yourself, steve.

“A beautiful Lady..”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

:o) Smile (o:

#7950 Jul 20, 2013
Relationships are like crystals, you don't realize how much you love it untill it breaks.....
U R Reeeeeeeee

United States

#7956 Jul 21, 2013
Del Cuatro wrote:
You jet-set go getter
You've been around the world
And back again
Dipping your fingers
In the international
Platter du jour
With au jus
A la carte
Materialistic society
chases you from airport
to airport as if you were
Carmen Santiego,
running from the
skeletons in your
closet cum backpack
Skeletons called
privileged upbringing
and western society
You can't get away
but you can keep running
Tokyo, Manila, Rome
Brisbane, Amsterdam, Shanghai
You've seen the worst life has to offer
Brown skin with black soles
Beds made from cardboard
Makeshift toilets in flower pots
that divide four lane highways
Hanoi, New Delhi, Cork
Luxor, Kathmandu, the Hague
You've seen a three thousand dollar sweater
Paid a dollar for an oil massage
Haggled over carpets you couldn't possibly carry with you
and made friends with people who
couldn't possibly understand you.
Burning optimism at both ends
you propel yourself across bridges
leaving the heat to burn the timbres
Gotta keep moving because
in those long breaks between destinations,
Receiving free socks in fuselage
Rattling in the cage of a jeepney
Sleeping on sailors' cots
the haunting creeps in and tries to get you.
tries to pry apart
the crevices in your grey matter.
Hong Kong, Nairobi, Seoul
Bangkok, Athens, Oslo
Gotta keep moving.
Gotta keep moving because
if you touch down in enough airports
ride enough boats
see enough poverty
taste enough strange foods
somewhere you'll find meaning,
right?
Somewhere,
between slurps of noodles in a soba shack
between the meaty ends of a blood pudding
you'll taste your own blood
find solutions to the doubts,
like beggars in Dakar,
that never leave your heels,
Right?
Right?
Ported.

“A beautiful Lady..”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

:o) Smile (o:

#7957 Jul 21, 2013
how do you move on??When your heart realizes and understands that there is no turning back......

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7968 Jul 21, 2013
Juan del Cuatro wrote:
this was almost a love poem
when you smile,
the universe has multiple orgasms.
when you laugh,
the moonlight sticks to your teeth.
when you cry,
birds fall dead from the electrical lines.
when you blink,
it feels like a cloud has momentarily
blocked out the sun.
but, when you tap your pen on the table like that,
the entire Earth and I would like to bathe you
in flames.
~DeVine.
Reported.

“A beautiful Lady..”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

:o) Smile (o:

#7969 Jul 21, 2013
Pray for those that hurt you. It may not be easy at first, but make the choice and stick with it, and God will take care of the rest...

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7973 Jul 21, 2013
Juan del Cuatro wrote:
You are lawyering through desert
thirsting for a wetter mystery
in a sea of wet mysteries
the parched fun of your mouth
a lure to the slain blue room
where your earring or platform or ability
to fuck for longer than eight minutes
lives sans love or even contempt
but for the hollow and humorous [afterglow]
rotty grotto of mirth, the miraculous
mischief of children who refuse to stop
laughing and hitting each other
in the staving off of fog and boredom.
The blue debut was not savaged
by vowels or valentines, only the brief
malpractice of teeth and sheets murdered by
a love of whiplash / our Achilles heel.
What impossible sea
blue heart caught us, sharked us
cast us back into dark waters
still hooked and bleeding from the mouth?
Reported.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7976 Jul 21, 2013
Juan del Cuatro wrote:
"CIRCE."
The f uck you in me crosses the street to
avert the f uck you in you. This f uck you
subverted gnaws the hasp of my liking you
until I don’t really like you and woe
is we. The former us in me would like
to be jettisoned too or at least have
a deck to leap from. The you I knew sticks
around in spite of the editions luck
would have of me and you. My memory
is quite specific: f ucking you in the
garden at night at last. F ucking you-me
Edenic with no future like the present.
A good fuck you to give fucking some love
too, looking back when it hasn’t happened yet.
Reported.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7977 Jul 21, 2013
Juan del Cuatro wrote:
"DEEPER PLAY."
Say this sign’s
shorting out,
a string of sparks,
hot
illuminated falling.
Did I hang it there?
It was the texture
and experience of anyone
smoldering over the forge / forgery / creationfog
hovering / a cursor / casting
weird / trochaic / tetrameter-wise
done and / done and / not un / undone
redemptive as a billboard.
Forward motion—
that’s me!
Everything moves
<< e.g., the blogosphere >>
until the lights come on—
you missed it!
There are users / downloaders
pain-bodies
wanting to be seen
in repetition / rituals of violence
when I am the sunny sleeping
Australian Guy
watched
by watchers of pain-bodies.
Monitor on.
Now I’m the naked man
obscured by ice cream,
vanilla interloper
monitoring sensation:
cement wedding cake
lit << desired >> from within / eaten down to rebar
monologing to collective thought / crowd
cheering a stage:
End of Days!
The way they counted
then went to seed?
Or eminent domain
either side of impermanence
finding an organizing passion
believing I still prefer
love / foraging the ready fridge
mockingbird
sick of the mock / the tune
unspooling
at the pulled dollstring / dolly-soul
leaking iron and piss,
spark catching in wheel wells
light passing
out of range?
Time’s finishing
the life on this plate again
time makes a deliberate
strategy of / moving forward
into live editing of / marrying
the forgery of forward—
so it appears
I’m continuum with antennae
wireless sandwich print receipt again
for red vase found in recycling and chandelier
etched by finger on the frost
I’m a site human resourced to
refake / reword / process
ephemeral installation
cranking out identifying finites
up they’ll burn
Reported.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7979 Jul 21, 2013
Juan del Cuatro wrote:
"LETTER TO THE DARK MIRROR."
"I'm getting to know you
one orifice at a time,"
you said, after we'd talked long
distance about sex and voyeurism.
I knew our relationship would always
be virtual. No magical bewitching
of twisted syllables and sheets woven
into replicas of our muscles.
No poppy-slaughter orgasm.
But it didn't matter. I was going for
the Audrey Hepburn Gestalt. Gaunt,
but never naked, stripped of Givenchy
with her wrists tied to a bedpost.
You thought you could ransom my desire
over the telephone?
My hearing's too good for that.
These days I sit for hours, watch the swan
drag his dark mirror behind him.
Learn to eat what I'm handed.
Last summer before I met you, I rode in the ambulance and felt the centrifugal force of my life wanting to re-enter my body.
Sorrow, after all, being commonplace,
I didn't know I'd have to let the arrows go.
~DeVine.
Reported.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7981 Jul 21, 2013
Juan del Cuatro wrote:
"TWINS."
She has a dream and she has the same dream.
She says moon and she says moon and both put their she-phones
to their chests.
She says in my dream I slept between your mattress and box spring
and she nods and she hears her nod.
She says I was in the blue dress before you put it on
and after you put it on, like a soft paper flower she says
and she says yes, like a soft paper flower.
She nestles the phone in her crotch and she nestles the phone
in her crotch and the pubic hairs say it was warm in the dream.
She puts her face against the cool window and they play
where's my face and she guesses against the cool window.
She says I hung up the phone an hour ago and she says
I hung up the phone last year and still we go on talking
she says and she says we go on talking even while I am dead
and even while I am coming back to life.
She is two places at once and she is two places at once
which is four places at once.
She has to go back to sleep now and she has to go back to sleep now.
She says are you asleep now and she says yes and are you asleep now
and she says yes and they go on talking about being asleep now.
She has a dream and she has the same dream and in the dream
she is dreaming what she dreams and she is dreaming what she dreams.
Then it rains.
Reported.
Level 6

Since: Jan 12

Location hidden

#7986 Jul 22, 2013
Punch him in the eye! Punch him in the eye!
The Eye!!! You fool the EYE!

“A beautiful Lady..”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

:o) Smile (o:

#7987 Jul 22, 2013
Live in a way that if anyone should speak badly of you no one would belive it....

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

New York, NY

#7994 Jul 23, 2013
...buh-bye poof devine...

“Geez..”

Level 3

Since: Oct 12

Greensburg, IN

#7995 Jul 24, 2013
lol enzo the reporter

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