November 2, 2005

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  Well, then.  I'm going to the Poet's Loft tonight.  I wished I could have some company there but that fell through.  What a shame!  Perhaps next Wednesday things will be different.  You know what I really wish?  I wish I had a girlfriend right now.  It's not because I feel obligated to have one, its just that I want to be able to share things with someone and take them places and treat them special.  Go to the lake and just sit on the shore and watch the sun relinquish its flame for the day while the moon hovers over us, entangling the twigs in the night sky.  I want to stay up all night with her on the phone, not talking about shit, just what we're doing at that moment, and then wake up in the morning lying next to her.  I want the kind of love that makes me want to change my cellphone plan just so I can talk to her longer because, I want a love that don't cost me an arm and leg on my phone bill type of love.  I want to hold her, and have her know that as long as I'm holding her in my mind, nothing can come between us.  I want to love this girl like I love my Mom.  I want her to be my drug.  I want to be an addict of her.  Hopefully though she'll find me, and I'll find her, and hopefully that implies that we find eachother in the process, but if it doesn't, atleast she's happy.

  
  

  
  

  
  

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  So these are possibilties for next week at The Poet's Loft.  Please read all of them and tell me which ones would be the best.  I can read up to four (one in the first round and 3 in the second).

  
  

  "Remember"   © Caleb Cooley 2005 

  
  

  
  

  This place is peaceful
  A sanctuary
  between
  Central and Exchange.
  How appropriate named
  actually.
  A central exchange
  of thoughts and theories
  between my peers.
  A place where the
  pupils of my eyes --
  the pupils that see--
  become pupils
  that teach me
  to
  live,
  see,
  breathe.
  And hopefully
  when I look back
  on my journey
  The course that I study --
  The course of life --
  I'll make an A.
  But even if I make a C
  and die knowing
  I tried my best
  I'll be happy.
  Because I'll know
  that all that I failed in life
  is what my eyes
  did not see,
  and thus,
  did not teach me.
  But I guess
  it's all just a learning phase.
  What a maze.
  this amazing journey.
  Because you never walk
  through existance.
  At least you never should.
  Remember to crawl
  and feel the roots and rocks
  in your hands.
  It keeps you from stumbling
  in shadows --
  the dark places where
  feet alone cannot guide.
  Young man,
  remember that
  the dirt under your fingernails
  does not blemish your existance.
  It makes it.
  Whoever said that
  life is beautiful
  did not live life,
  Because life is not beautiful.
  Life is ugly and scarred,
  twisted and blinded,
  and so
  Life is not beautiful.
  But the experience is.
  So live life
  knowing that life
  is to be lived,
  not wasted
  on petty things
  that will not make
  a difference
  when all has been done.
  Remember that
  life is...
  and even the sun
  will die
  and the moon will shatter --
  and the painted stars
  on the canvas sky
  will run.
  Remember that
  the ink blots that
  are scattered in this universe
  are what makes it so beautiful.
  But above all
  Son,
  remember that
  your life
  has just
  begun.
  

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  "Penny for your Thoughts"
  

  
  

  Can I offer you a penny
  for your thoughts?
  As a matter of fact how about three:
  one penny for you
  one penny for me
  and one penny for our minds engaged
  not so sexually
  Getting intimately closer as we approach the
  climactic altitude of nudimental sensational conversation
  Because I'm trying to get to know everything about you
  From the neck
  UP.
  You see,
  these are not your typical sexual poetical prose
  I'm trying to close the door on an
  all too familiar freaky foreplay game with which
  most people have chose to approach you
  While they're
  trying to get deeply embedded in the fine fibers of your bedsheets.
  I'm trying to
  find and define the fibers through which your mind speaks.
  I wanna engage you
  by  putting a two Karat solitaire diamond on your mind
  and marrying your every thought.
  I wanna lick every inch of every crevice
  so I can get an oral fix
  and taste your passionate imagination.
  I'd rather
  be naked and exposed holding you
  as we're lying and your crying
  walking, fighting, and describing
  the tough times you've had in life
  and how you don't know if you
  can keep a relationship long enough
  to be somebody's wife.
  I wanna feel your heartbeat
  and all your inner rhythyms
  as they lead me toward
  your warm wet waterfalls of feminine thoughts.
  And I'll
  swim within em'
  from backstrokes to breaststrokes
  I'm penetrating every entrance
  to your mind
  Taking the time to find out everything about you.
  Did I ever tell you about how you
  fell asleep in my presence
  and your mere essence
  kept me up for hours as I
  cowered with this feeling of a
  sexually and adulterated mental connection.
  And as you laid by my side
  I pushed my blinds aside
  and took the time in the moonlight of that night
  to count seventy two eyelashes on the upper eyelid
  of your right eye.
  Because
  as you sleep they remain open,
  slightly,
  and while we probably move too quickly
  into some sexual stuff
  I've always cared more about the
  explicitly illicitness that came from between your lips, meaning,
  your voice.
  So now I'm
  standing here ready
  to trade in all the sexual acts that we've performed
  for the chance to reform
  the very foundation and basis of our relationship
  and I
  reinterate my opening statement
  and I offer you another penny
  for your thoughts.
  

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  A girl in red
  Curls separated between fingers
  We dance through darkness
  

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  A rose in a vase
  Doomed forever by
  The knife that cut it
  

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  She brought her love
  He brought his flowers
  They were both allergic.
  

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  A square looked up
  From his paper prison
  Dreaming of six faces.
  

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  Pick a band and then answer the questions using only songs from the band.
  

  [))))))))))INCUBUS((((((((((]

  
  

  *Are you male or female? Shaft
  *Describe yourself: Still Not a Player / Idiot Box
  *How do some people feel about you? Smokin' the Herb Again
  *How do you feel about yourself? Clean
  *Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: Bathe in my Snot
  *Describe your current boyfriend/girlfriend: Southern Girl / You Will Be a Hot Dancer
  *Describe where you want to be:  Deep Inside / Mexico / Nowhere Fast
  *Describe how you live: Just A Phase / Under My Umbrella
  *Describe how you love: Stellar
  *Share a few words of wisdom: Make Yourself / Make up Your Mind
  *What/ who do you miss? I Miss You
  *Where do you wish your boyfriend/girlfriend would do/be? Wish you were -- Here -- in my room

  
  

  
  

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  Thanks for reading...oh!
  
  Kelly, we should talk about going out sometime in the future (perhaps next Wednesday @ the Poet's Loft).  Do you have a new phone number?  Call me @ 520.7979.

  
  

  Later
  Caleb
  

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