Posts tagged "poetry"

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newspaperblackout:

“Why should I have all that I have?” by Austin Kleon

 I’m fucking in love with this concept.

newspaperblackout:

Why should I have all that I have?” by Austin Kleon

 I’m fucking in love with this concept.


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The art of uncomfortable, dissociative, intensely voyeuristic stumbling
Now operating with nothing to hide.

The art of uncomfortable, dissociative, intensely voyeuristic stumbling

Now operating with nothing to hide.


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This trailer where I hole up inside
the voices break off in the sun-kissed melancholy.

This trailer where I hole up inside

the voices break off in the sun-kissed melancholy.


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I’m a huge fan of the Newspaper Blackout concept by Austin Kleon, so I thought I’d try my hand at it.
One-night out 
sleeping on the street,
snapshot families count

I’m a huge fan of the Newspaper Blackout concept by Austin Kleon, so I thought I’d try my hand at it.

One-night out

sleeping on the street,

snapshot families count


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Relentless rural America
only visionaries can survive the attack.

Relentless rural America

only visionaries can survive the attack.


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Sun Goddess Went Gold
Sun Goddess went gold
it’s a phenomenal city
saturated in the electrified funkiness.

Sun Goddess Went Gold

Sun Goddess went gold

it’s a phenomenal city

saturated in the electrified funkiness.


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Fictional acid was reworked into something other than the addictively pleasurable pop morsels.

Fictional acid was reworked into something other than the addictively pleasurable pop morsels.


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Trip down the valley
wherein the slightest gunshot rings out
There is a trail left by a lot of time alone with countless repetition of neuroses.

Trip down the valley

wherein the slightest gunshot rings out

There is a trail left by a lot of time alone with countless repetition of neuroses.


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Modern life is a patchwork of percussion sunshine moving into a celebration of reality
But the sun of life is too grand for most of us.

Modern life is a patchwork of percussion sunshine moving into a celebration of reality

But the sun of life is too grand for most of us.


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Those fever dreams are making you sweat
Hallucinating colors and sound
Swimming around in your stream of consciousness

Those fever dreams are making you sweat

Hallucinating colors and sound

Swimming around in your stream of consciousness


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