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[treeseat]

cellecinestpasunekate replied to your post: sorry for the vague - but does anyone know that...

this is starting to sound like an episode of star trek, which i guess is a KIND of poetry

hahahahaha

i'm not all that familiar with star trek but that sounds like an interesting episode

i think it has something to do with rooftops and/or reminiscing. coca-cola maybe. bah. this is really buggin me.

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[zenami-beta]

cellecinestpasunekate replied to your post: cellecinestpasunekate reblogged this from zenami...

YEAH except we should wait a little tiny bit because i commissioned a mothbird from damien and then i could bring mine and they could HAVE ADVENTURES

OMG YES MOTHBIRD ADVENTURES MELODY WANTS PLAYTIME

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cellecinestpasunekate replied to your post: its raining very quietly outside my window. im...

WAS IT ONE OF MY TEAS WHICH ONE DID YOU LIKE IT

yes! it was the white berry blossom. mmm. you're right, it's subtle, i love it, i'm smilin

#cellecinestpasunekate #actually perfect for right now #thanku #(i love your lil notes)

[eliot-unless]

horology

I could believe the watchmaker had planned it-- Putting teeth and gaps such that we could turn in tandem, Fitting us together in flitting bronze and gold.

Sometimes, it's urgent. The incessant ticking of an impatient countdown. The frantic attempts to fit as many  I, I, I love, love, love yous  (only you) into each hour marked by a grandfatherly bell. 

Other times, it's comforting. The steady background toll of a carefully wound machine-- The constant reminder in each click Each tick and tock That you love me. That another second has gone by but nothing has changed; that the gears still turn in a pattern that speaks our names.

The universe runs on this, (this and other patterns), But I could believe that those methods are secondary to the click-click-click of our fingers sliding home.

When we are together, I would swear that my life runs like so much beautiful clockwork. 

#06/06/2012 #abigail-eliot #cellecinestpasunekate #clocks #horology #poems #poetry #revelationk #time #fuck i just wish you were here

[melissalemieux45-blog]

Kate and I just had mini heart attacks.

Because of a moth. 

She started screaming and then I ran in to find Bobby playing with something, a freaking LIVING something, and I took a Kleenex and smushed it and threw it away... Bobby is now on the prowl for more, and Kate is gone to bed. 

#roommate adventures at their finest #cellecinestpasunekate