before i sink into the big sleep http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/forums/16 en-us Copyright 2006, Yuku feeds@yuku.com (FeedMaster) webmaster@yuku.com (WebMaster) Thu, 29 Oct 2009 23:53:46 GMT Yuku Feeds 1.0 http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 60 Yuku http://static.yuku.com//feed/bypass/images/button-yuku.png http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/forums/16 Yuku - free hosted forums and profiles 88 31 {pics-1.1 "http://www.icra.org/ratingsv02.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (nz 1 vz 1 lz 1 oz 1 cz 1 ) "http://www.rsac.org/ratingsv01.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (n 0 s 0 v 0 l 0 )) Search Search Domain q http://yuku.com/search/direct/ <![CDATA[ nice cover ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3549/t/nice-cover.html ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3549 Sat, 24 Oct 2009 22:51:40 GMT <![CDATA[ Oceania ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3525/t/Oceania.html
didn't even realize how much till i found your old blog profile. that whole thing about the ocean made all my mornings softer. i continue clicking my life away, without you. but the poems are gone. the words, empty. dictionaries of silence. the hotel room, just an empty sheet of paper.
i sweep past your posts. bare soles * older & older, we laughed at them, together. . the way they think they know.

Monday, July 18, 2005

 feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3525 Fri, 26 Jun 2009 13:13:58 GMT <![CDATA[ Wilbur Cockadoodle Pokes His MoJo into the Crushing Wind ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3515/t/Wilbur-Cockadoodle-Pokes-His-MoJo-into-the-Crushing-Wind.html

being mainly a lay.over forum with blue surfaces�
you might not find your answers here.

What's your fly ash usage?

I do mainly bag mix and try to keep away from the "fillers".
�It's getting anymore you don't know what the hell is in your mix....

image


- her salt-and-pepper shoes -
she steps down lightly
off the bus;... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3515 Sat, 23 May 2009 13:12:27 GMT <![CDATA[ Red Poem ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3513/t/Red-Poem.html
like what?

like cleaning out the litter box and going to the food bank

aw, come on..
red is for the flowers I would mix into twilight and braid into a paper wreath for your door

red.. for the tilled earth
where suns sometimes collapse
red for red and suckling mouths
red for the curves my fingers touch

how is your pinkie, is it better?

... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3513 Thu, 14 May 2009 22:53:16 GMT <![CDATA[ We Land Like A Dream ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3512/t/We-Land-Like-A-Dream.html wrappers
no where
but
clinging

you roll into me

feel my little dimple

the clouds shift shapes
move in closer

slush eaters

soft & hot

will you weep to the clasp of my knee

a sun
secretly hung
moves
slightly

your arm
the sweeper
]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3512 Thu, 14 May 2009 11:08:23 GMT <![CDATA[ hello, spring: ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3511/t/hello-spring-.html i fondle you & i kiss him

pocket your flying colors

your sunny composer voice
so tran,quil,iz,ing
is suddenly drummed up
fat and full of gnome gardens, a reckless soil
turning

my april heart of knot-beats

my fuzzy collage of:
tiny pink ribbons
worms
a tulip
so
lilac dusted yet pearly

ha, you forgot the robin.. and your eyes are kites in the sky, my love, my sweetness, my... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3511 Wed, 13 May 2009 20:50:22 GMT <![CDATA[ Falling Through The Crowd ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3486/t/Falling-Through-The-Crowd.html man

you told me that you didn't love him

why did you have to lie

wha ?

I'm closing the shut up units on the of names


mosaic'd


small
tiny
breaths

stop it.
breathe.

roof.

no. just bowed.

bad... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3486 Sun, 08 Mar 2009 02:04:07 GMT <![CDATA[ into the next room ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3484/t/into-the-next-room.html a lot of
haze &
brown couches, one soft chair
the car people sit in

poles on spines
my naked lake bottom is the hot

head scrub
damsel chain
pink feet singed like sculpture
february's mulberry aged with darkness
my baggy hand holds on to orange
captured in a glass
silver ideals poured onto a mirror
laughing i notice
full moon circled on... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3484 Tue, 03 Mar 2009 07:58:14 GMT <![CDATA[ pieta, butchered. ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3481/t/pieta-butchered-.html
rappel
sur trace down .

scalloped face: IV clutch
in de ses fingers, mon.


his back. my estuaries: nape. stairs.
needled gliss.
verstant streaming, dying. places. Nebuloso. regulats the response-lighter, skin understanding fan. Fireworks on. for: Crumpled .consciousness.

The Molto baby, clammy cool. forearm. A like switch in my ear. curl up touch , navy on top, move finger back and forth efficiently. Be [Ramper le... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3481 Sun, 22 Feb 2009 20:32:04 GMT <![CDATA[ pinch er ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3480/t/pinch-er.html
fat noise. phat. mouse.

pretend i am a boy

crushed. rocks. tummy.

hard bookmark. say please.

please. .. please..

tell me what i lost.

twinkler. gush mouth. skin. clover.

filtering. now.

feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3480 Sun, 22 Feb 2009 20:30:55 GMT <![CDATA[ needle ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3479/t/needle.html i found a real
stinger in my mustard

i only wanted some wurst on my brotchen
is that too much to ask

the green screamed
take me take me take me
into your forest
into your train of pricks
into your rain of planet sun

hyena laugh
sweaty butterfly
fire alarm

you take my breath away

that milk
that time can't erase

i can climb this fuse
i can swim between... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3479 Sun, 22 Feb 2009 20:28:24 GMT <![CDATA[ you cut off my legs and i will never love another ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3478/t/you-cut-off-my-legs-and-i-will-never-love-another.html parasite curl
pillow press

when i am in you, my trace .
smoke slur
when i am on you
.proud fit.
the greatest snow falls repeatedly, deliriously
your touch
my blaze

your mask{
a grotesque commercial

knee rest
grotto

pearl folly... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3478 Sun, 22 Feb 2009 20:17:05 GMT <![CDATA[ untitled ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3477/t/untitled.html
the phone, .

please bring vodka home

war
flop
ing

what the fuck - are u drunk already?!

no, just in the shoulder of the cap. and people, they are letters, extending into picture stretched hands
every lamp post a soft swallow

i'll pick you... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3477 Sun, 22 Feb 2009 20:13:27 GMT <![CDATA[ electric eel ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3476/t/electric-eel.html Connection

o our little Demoral.

"So you rambles about lace cigs.
Report o landscape. The peripheral grey scale tired. close eyes heavy with that
Look up * send Recent Posts
o o Post
the window. room Clogged With the door
see the clumsy I've become * Quote
Del
o Invite
o o and in bed usually you come more, with pinches to hide

a... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3476 Sun, 22 Feb 2009 20:10:54 GMT <![CDATA[ some 'shorts' ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3475/t/some-shorts-.html
*

because he loved her cardboard box

when she broke
he made her a new sleeve
and drew an arm into it

*
]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3475 Sun, 22 Feb 2009 20:07:44 GMT <![CDATA[ 16 Januar, 2009 ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3463/t/16-Januar-2009.html

In the garden of lost time..



Nina finds the little gifts he left:

a tiny crystal snowflake
the red heart-crush in the shallow pond
dandelion tufts
stolen pyramid light

*

i didn't mean to make you sad.
check the lock on the fence..

*

a key that only recognizes her hands

*

and next to the tree where the darkness ends..

*

... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3463 Tue, 27 Jan 2009 03:26:59 GMT <![CDATA[ Wednesday, October 01, 2008 ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3462/t/Wednesday-October-01-2008.html turn the page (slight tweak)metal bright in my pillow, a you
in twigs. your knowing, joking, eyes,

moving around this puddle of toke,
fall distracted into my ready speech

Your dick has been colonized into a hyperhole

I've been down on top of skies, nipples feel
After
shaky hexagons
you matched my dress
like a child with intervening squirts
nose lips
jiggling
small drunk with almost... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3462 Tue, 27 Jan 2009 03:25:33 GMT <![CDATA[ 03 Oktober, 2008 ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3461/t/03-Oktober-2008.html Nina Feels Leaden Yet Unusually Deepkept bound in her calendar:

a childhood that sometimes pours
into
liquid time

eyes spun
in a sleepless dive

the surge of mind strings
useless wings
a wobble
the slight bounce of darkness

a leafless
gray
pause

garbled signals
waving like flags

fingerprints
peeled.

]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3461 Tue, 27 Jan 2009 03:23:25 GMT <![CDATA[ blue feels like my body... ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3327/t/blue-feels-like-my-body-.html mattress, bills, woman-stomach, a floor. bobbing.

the light, a can of steps. (stone


shoes scare me.)


my fingers in your loneliness.


my lips want to be shaded by your thoughts


dirty sounds. sweat, salt and brandless brew. even


a warm rattling.


like fields. unplugged, the


"I" breaks on. shiny white top to your thin


blanket, to your tip with just my


... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3327 Wed, 10 Sep 2008 15:27:29 GMT <![CDATA[ The End Of Summer Brings Nina Back To His ]]> http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3326/t/The-End-Of-Summer-Brings-Nina-Back-To-His.html
is that a sun rising in your
destiny?


you have no friends, do you?
you only have your dream machine.

you're so pretty, you're so sweet

monotonous paste

i have nothing to give you...

what i am ahhhh what i am ahhhh what i am ahhhh what i am ahhhh.


Jan 26 2007 4:04 AM

the night is:

a sour stomach

pill wrists
that can't part... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Tasha1) http://fromeasttowest.yuku.com/topic/3326 Wed, 10 Sep 2008 15:18:45 GMT