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M.C. Papyrus  

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At St. Joseph's Cemetery

I chanced upon the Fountain of Youth  One tepid February in Burlington, Vermont.  
Of course  
when I say “chanced upon”, I mean  My head was thrust, contrary to typical practice  Upside down into the toilet  
of some restaurant on St. Paul Street and,  As hinted by the passive language,  VERY MUCH  against my will.  The journey was neither perilous nor epic, only  
humiliating.  My guides were not headdressed locals,  
rather  Toga’d, aspiring economists.  They took photographs,  
spread them among the fraternities  as documentation of my damn

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MeasuringWhen you were young  And still played with one-another’s hair  In the way of the newly or not yet married  He made promises the size of pyramids  That buzzed impatiently in the cracks between worlds.  Poor mother of mine, you did not see  That it was not only your hair he played with; I see now that  To him, hair was as good a tool as any  To realize the future.  As it grew lengthier, he plotted wedlock  After three inches he found steady work  After nine, a homeland.  The middle third of growth – some seven inches or so  Was occupied with bringing his five children in Measuring
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StepsMay flowers make me an anxious son.  I crouch, occupying the slate-green steps  
With my notebook of poetry,  
And push pens about the grass in the dull spring sunlight  Looking for the ink to describe  Violets, the way that dandelion seeds  Sail when I sigh.  The world is so at peace that I am almost moved  To light a cigarette like my father,  And gauge how truly tired I am  Of breathing without obstacle.  As the lesser of his sons  
I do not yet know what deep voice called on him  To take root in cold stones, flicking ashes  As he watches the world alive with birth. &nbs Steps
in Open on 5/12/08
DancingThis place grows cold in deep winter,  Much the same way as we pale men of New England do.  It is worst after dark  
The time when lonely bodies scurry  
To tend meager hopes against stiff pillows.   
While they give in to uneasy slumber  I sometimes overstay the limits of my blue fingers  To probe the corners of scabrous ice  And stoop the sad way that puffins stoop,  Musing beautifully from a distance.   
Other nights I give to shoveling long roads  Along the tree-line, where the frozen arms of maples  Crack and murmur in hollow discourse; Here I bury  My unique deso Dancing
in Open on 3/14/08
DisasterIt is a unique trial to dance with a stomach  Full of soft-drinks and cheese.  Beyond the dance I mull over your dark hair  And your almond anatomy,  Assessing the risk of my survival.  Now a strange mirror for the clumsy orgy,  I seat myself to watch the alien spectacle  As it churns before me  To a deep, primal rhythm  Anonymous pelvi forming fleshy faultlines  Which slip, drag abrasive across one another,  Plunge beneath weak outer layers  Laying epic waste; the contents  
Of manic-depressive hearts  Lay pieced across a truly gaudy landscape.  Of such highly purchas Disaster
in Open on 2/25/08
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just me and you  let the music take us through  and wash away the troubles  (it'll all come out in the wash)  let it wash away the pain  and let it bring us both together  there's only our love here to gain   
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Journal Entry: Thu Sep 7, 2006, 3:46 AM
So my first night was.....interesting.

When my parents left, I just settled in to my dorm until we had a hall meeting at 9 PM. Then we were told we had the Ross Commons Olympics to attend, which were done by floors. It was pretty fun - I participated, I did a walk off, like in zoolander, except probably not as cool.

I woke up this morning and went out to use the shower, and I found someone had, during the night, drawn a picture of a penis on my little dry-erase board, and written a bubble that says "Fuck Me". Was this due to my involvement? I wondered. Maybe. But as I looked down the hall, a few other people had this problem too (of homophobic graffiti, I mean), so I felt less singled-out. But I still....don't like that problem. I have a feeling I know the room that did it, maybe, and I don't like having to deal with that shit where I live. I'm sure people will mention it to someone, and it'll get figured out....not good for the first night.

Well, today I have a class and figure out my other three classes - let's see how this goes.


.....alright.....love to Massachusetts. There.
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  • Current Age: 19
  • Current Residence: Middlebury, VT
  • Interests: Writing, reading, kung fu, travel in any form
  • Favourite movie: Gatacca
  • Favourite band or musician: Elliott Smith, Stars, U2
  • Favourite genre of music: Alternative, Folk, Classical
  • Favourite artist: Forgive an ignorant college student
  • Favourite poet or writer: Wallace Stevens, Seamus Heaney, Robert Lowell, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
  • Operating System: Windows XP
  • MP3 player of choice: Ipod
  • Favourite game: I don't really play them much these days.
  • Favourite gaming platform: Your Mom
  • Favourite cartoon character: Nara Shikamaru, Wolfwood from Trigun, yeah....
  • Personal Quote: So...yeah
  • Tools of the Trade: Notebook.....pen......computer.....

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~Nazafar:iconNazafar: Jun 27, 2008, 12:33:32 PM
You're welcome. :) I'm afraid I use DeviantART excessively these days, but very rarely submit anything!

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Don't go in there! Don't... go in there...
~beyondthemist:iconbeyondthemist: Jun 27, 2008, 9:19:08 AM
No, feel free to watch me. Unfortunately, I'm not overly active on here...but thanks.

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"I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven." - Walt Whitman
~Nazafar:iconNazafar: Jun 23, 2008, 6:08:30 AM
I have just been browsing some of your poetry... One word: Wonderful. I wish I could give you some constructive criticism, but I fear I would fail grievously.

Anyway, would you mind if I watched you? :D

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Don't go in there! Don't... go in there...
~clarinetlovr:iconclarinetlovr: Mar 28, 2008, 4:27:42 PM
hi random deviant!! :]

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“And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…”
“What a stupid lamb.”
“What a sick, masochistic lion.”

-Edward and Bella, Twilight
~zengmar:iconzengmar: Jan 27, 2008, 10:20:14 PM
Random Deviant Hello! :wave:

Nice big spear/sword thingy ;P

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~beasti:iconbeasti: Nov 17, 2007, 4:42:11 PM
Yay you still check this shiznit!
~forgotten-thoughts:iconforgotten-thoughts: Feb 19, 2007, 7:30:46 AM
that happened while sitting in computer apps with marie and keifer.

other than that, i have no explanation.
~forgotten-thoughts:iconforgotten-thoughts: Feb 12, 2007, 7:25:23 AM
lack of virgin

touched for the very first time






what?
~xBatgirlx:iconxBatgirlx: Feb 3, 2007, 9:25:43 AM
Cause you have like...College...and a life...
~xBatgirlx:iconxBatgirlx: Feb 2, 2007, 11:17:12 AM
Through Jericho/Morgan.
Why? Did you not want me to?
~Eyeslookyourlast:iconEyeslookyourlast: Nov 17, 2006, 10:35:06 AM Mood: Joy
You are completely absurd.

And it doesn't bother me any more!!!!

<3<3<3

live a good life Mr. Absurd!

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Elle s'engloutit dans mon ombre
Comme une pierre sur le ciel.
-Paul Eluard
~beyondthemist:iconbeyondthemist: Aug 28, 2006, 10:18:01 PM
My last class is either this coming saturday or the following monday, Jericho. I leave wednesday the 6th.

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"I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven." - Walt Whitman
~NocturnalSunlight:iconNocturnalSunlight: Aug 26, 2006, 1:34:07 AM
hey Ali.

It's me, have the flu, so I won't be at class on saturday morning (a few hrs from now). If that's your last class for now, then bah...

I finally got around to making a DA name and trolling the FightingDreamers. Since I can't sleep maybe I can work on my own DA a bit.

BTW, you're a crazy good poet. I knew that already, but it's moreso than I thought... Your poetry rocks my cerebrum like a quiet, yet deadly sandstorm. I salute you sir.
=XxemoXlovexX:iconXxemoXlovexX: Jul 31, 2006, 10:30:47 PM
boring. i sleep all day and draw all night. lol

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~beyondthemist:iconbeyondthemist: Jul 31, 2006, 10:10:17 PM
As crazy as ever, Andrea. How about you?

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"I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven." - Walt Whitman
=XxemoXlovexX:iconXxemoXlovexX: Jul 31, 2006, 12:10:18 AM
AAAAAALLLLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! i haven't seen you in a bagillion million trillion years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
how's life?

Andrea

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i have a :heart: .
my :heart: was broken.
she fixed my :heart: .
i don't have my :heart: anymore.
i have her :heart: .
~beyondthemist:iconbeyondthemist: Jul 22, 2006, 7:20:52 PM
I don't think you did.....late though this response is.

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"I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven." - Walt Whitman
~wiltingflower:iconwiltingflower: Jul 14, 2006, 9:14:10 AM
so i totally had a dream that i lost my job.

...i didn't, did i?

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I dig Dinos.
~beyondthemist:iconbeyondthemist: Jul 5, 2006, 5:54:27 AM
It should be grand. That sounds like a wild time.

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"I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven." - Walt Whitman
~behindthemirror:iconbehindthemirror: Jul 5, 2006, 3:22:14 AM
That makes me glad.

You missed a kick arse night last night. Evan Craig and I didn't sleep at all and then we went out to watch the sunrise and took a 2 mileish walk... it was be-a-utiful.

Plus I don't think we are planning on sleeping seeing how it's already 6:21 Yay!

I hope drama is awesome for you today.
:hug:

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Oh, you're gonna see you sheba Shimmy shake And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy till her garters break And all that jazz
Show her where to park her girdle Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear Her baby's queer
For all that jazz!
~beyondthemist:iconbeyondthemist: Jul 3, 2006, 8:49:51 AM
I appreciate it all the same.

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"I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven." - Walt Whitman
~behindthemirror:iconbehindthemirror: Jul 2, 2006, 10:20:15 PM
I know this probably dosen't help but:

:hug:

I thought I'ld give it a shot anyway.

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Oh, you're gonna see you sheba Shimmy shake And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy till her garters break And all that jazz
Show her where to park her girdle Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear Her baby's queer
For all that jazz!
~behindthemirror:iconbehindthemirror: Jun 20, 2006, 9:06:44 AM
heh, no problem

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Oh, you're gonna see you sheba Shimmy shake And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy till her garters break And all that jazz
Show her where to park her girdle Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear Her baby's queer
For all that jazz!
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