i might rather read my life
in books bound afterwards
feeling sympathy for the man
who fills my role, but not
letting his life become my
own set of steps and breaths.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
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|ə-leks-i-thī-mē-ə| -n. difficulty in experiencing, expressing, and describing emotional responses.
Song of the day:
Tetragrammaton by The Mars Volta
About Me
- Andrew Carl Archer
- I am a husband, father(to-be), Orthodox Christian, barista, music addict, Malone University graduate, lifetime (so far) Ohioan, and many other things to greater or lesser degrees. I am trying to be a writer of sorts, and I can't help but be honest about everything.
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August
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- the need to be loved
- come together
- haiku #21
- overload
- retroactive lenses
- haiku #20
- that last mile
- scales and garages
- subtotal: n/a
- television
- too tired for worry
- beast inside my belly
- financial flux
- haiku #19
- haiku #18
- a posteriori (marked with morality)
- if you'll be my body guard...
- everything becomes too much
- redefining progress
- ironically unoriginal
- hesitation, pay attention
- haiku #17
- holding onto the unforgettable
- note:
- haiku #16
- just look away
- rotten roots
- when kings go off to war
- haiku #15
- shine on
- haiku #14
- fitting room forgotten
- the pull
- tucked in
- the chase
- whispering in deaf ears
- you your attention
- haiku #13
- lazy
- afternoon
- haiku #12
- behind my back
- night drive
- moderation
- solitude, surrounded.
- full, filling still.
- cross it off the list
- the created void
- falling asleep
- watching detached
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