to celebrate my 1,000th tweet just now, why not feast on some lovely twitter magnet poems what i wrote:
Open Eye
after life & desire /
who are we most spun for? /
i, she - wear, devour. /
spat out like our home.
Gleam
slow down, boy. /
we satisfied all their bestial dances /
we - naked, /
as if from a ferocious, quiet blaze.
Marble
the ocean will say /
the godflower is most like you. /
i do gaze, but soft breeze-clouds /
are blind from above.
please excuse the whole "spat out like our home" debacle, as twittermagnet really wasn't giving me anything more fruity. i've been musing on these as i'm a little bit proud of them, and thinking to myself, how much of these words are my own? but the poetry of it sounds like me, so clearly i'm irrepressible. or maybe i just happen to think like twittermagnets.
in further celebration of mentioned twitter landmark, i shall now drink this mug of tea, which i feel i have been tweeting about often and consistently for many months now. omnom.
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