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there's a ghost in the machine and it's not me

1.

there's a ghost in the machine and it's not me



you need a vacation away from yourself

yeah, you're right, but wtf could i go
that isn't me?

i bought a new program,
i upgraded, i installed all the necessary
virus protection
i downloaded this that and the other

and i'm still sick of myself.

but hey, it's relatively early even
if it's later than i think, i have a whole
lifetime to change my mind

Ground Control to Major Tom

and relinquish control

Commencing countdown engines on

Five... Four…Three... Two… One…

now shut the fuck up
quit feeling sorry for yourself

earth girls are easy,
haven't you heard?



2.

she's watching  me
with those hawk eyes dangling
from her toes


the night is triumphant

and i'm a bit of a sore loser
emptying my drawers of pilfered
dreams i thought were mine,
it wasn't that i hadn't cut myself
bleeding and broken with the thought of you,

really and truly
i should hold a seance
invite the ducks, the orchids in the sky
these ghosts of  you
that won't let me go

if only i could grow lemon grass
and share a cup of tea.


















 
— Kailashana, Jul 06, 2009

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Ink Dragon

16 years 11 months ago

Anna,

I loved both parts, but felt that a transition was still needed. Maybe it's just me... Loved the collage technique, I like to play with it, too. Yours, ~Nina
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 11 months ago

me.. too, lady of the

me.. too, lady of the swords, i have no *transitions*, just abrupt mood changes. must be something brewing...something wicked this way comes... ~A "It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err." Mahatma Gandhi
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bjp

16 years 11 months ago

Dear Anna,

You have made me apparition part wisp part cloven footed hoofed into limbo Apostolic turnkeys in lockets of declared nothingness whipped into a custard of disappointment expecting now no appointments in sweating, firefly evenings and yet, I am the same want upon a puritan sunset Brian
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 10 months ago

Jeeze Brian, I can’t

Jeeze Brian, I can't cherry-pick any single word/sentence... it's quite amazing, and somehow some of it (if not all of it) would work well in your poem "Untitled". Just a thought, Love ~A "You can avoid reality, but you cannot avoid the consequences of avoiding reality." Ayn Rand
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 10 months ago

The point is, we all have

The point is, we all have our take: The ghost in our heads... our programming... who we think we are...which is in its essence just a thought...already passing away. So... it just amuses me and amazes me how we all really really never would disallow the ghosts in our minds not to access our inner dialogue...I always wonder just WHO is talking. Sorry if it sounds a bit like preaching... but my inner ghost made me say it. Good nite Cassie.. I enjoy your presence... conflict is good when we don't take ourselves too seriously.... I should know I'm always being accused of being thin-skinned. ~A "You can avoid reality, but you cannot avoid the consequences of avoiding reality." Ayn Rand