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What else can I do but drunk blog at 12:50 AM today? Made it back from SF; saw a lot of queer art for Radar Productions, and then danced for a hot minute at Darling Ships.

Best part of my night you ask?

Drunk guy outside of the SRO hotel: “Hey pretty gal! You should fill out an application for Miss America!”

Me: “Oh yeah? I’m only like 5’1.”

Drunk guy: “I’d vote for you baby.”

Ummm yah. I am almost in love with myself just as much as Bjork is with herself… but… not really. It must have been… well I am pretty gorgeous. I’m sorry, but I am. Anyway, I laughed my ass off all the way to my car. Oh SF and friend bliss… you complete me.

Now off to writing the new householdthree language for a summer solstice prompt and eating more organic strawberries, because that is what I am doing at almost 1 AM this morning. Also, been working on a new Bukowski type prose poem.

Gonna play music and annoy my neighbors…just b/c I can. Oh drunk blogging… you made my night, rather my morning. xxo

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Yes. Please.

I’m convinced Bjork loves making out with herself. The tectonic plates in this video, and lets not forget my all time favorite… All is full of love video. Regardless, this woman continues to captivate me only in the best of ways. For more times than I can keep count… I get to see her once more next week.

When I saw the video for Human Behavior and It’s Oh So Quiet in junior high… along with hearing The Smith’s This Charming Man… I knew I was normal and that there was a place for me in this world.

When I die, all I want is for bjork and sugarcubes songs to continuously play on loop. Forever.

Okay fine… throw in some Smiths, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, David Bowie, Ramones, and Ike and Tina Turner.

It’s Oh So Quiet and Hyper-Ballad my prologue; Army of Me, Violently Happy, Triumph of a Heart, Who is it, All is Fulll of Love, 107 steps, immature, hunter, unravel + many more- my middle; And my ending… There’s More to Life Than This!

Duh!!!!!!!!

“Mutual Core”

I shuffle around the tectonic plates in my chest.

You know I gave it all,
Try to match our continents
To change seasonal shift,
To form a mutual core.

As fast as your fingernail grows,
The Atlantic ridge drifts
To counteract distance.

You know I gave it all,
Can you hear the effort of the magnetic strife?
Shuffling of columns
To form a mutual core.

This eruption undoes stagnation.
You didn’t know I had it in me,
Withheld your love, an unspent capsule.
I didn’t know you had it in you,
You hid the key to our continuity.
I didn’t know you had it in you.
This eruption undoes stagnation.
You didn’t know, you didn’t know.

What you resist persists, nuance makes heat
To counteract distance
I know you gave it all,
Offered me harmony if things were done your way.
My Eurasian plate subsumed,
Forming a mutual core

This eruption undoes stagnation.
You didn’t know I had it in me,
Withheld your love, an unspent capsule.
I didn’t know you had it in you.
This eruption undoes stagnation
You didn’t know I had it in me
This eruption undoes stagnation
You didn’t know, you didn’t know.