Pink- Hollywood
Bold- Darfur
I like totally only like art now, but movies-
like the whole Cider House with Keanue Reeves.
I don't like, want people to think I'm trying to be deep,
like paint brush and eisle, teen angst, dying scene
kids with dilated pupils crying to just... seem creepy.
It's not a trend, I mean, I just really like that stuff,
and the cafe is yumm, way cute- you just have to come.
They have all these neato poetry reading thingies-
where like, a poet reads this poem with... uh, emotion?
It's so 10 spot, you've just got to come this moment!
Toad's Coffee House: SLAM night
"... and under your silicone smiles,
a plastic sill spills a vile of hope!
Hope- hope that this mile we choke
wont keep feeding the smoke signals we wrote-
Signals of blinking mascara plastered face;
traffic nostalgia on the stair of plastic gaze-
fantastic page patterned with masquerade!
You're written in hieroglyphics for inner silo...
all the while you seem to file self denial-
for the sake of making miles brief!
And we, we never cross- paths never meet.
I just say who? ... Who? Who!? Who-
Are you but a whole clothed model and feet
... but never, never these shoes."
Haha! Oh bravo! Bravooooo!
Do you see what I mean!? Oh my, Christine...
we're so leaving Boulevard for totally broken dreams!
So tomarrow, these dudes sing like all night-
haha total bongo music, it's so called, like...
Fund raiser style for some unknown country? whatevs
Just uh, wear your camo and look sickly;
... haha we'll totally fit right in with those hippies :P
The Nooke: Acustic Night
Oooooh my... do you see that cutie pie on the left?
Quick, give me the money so I
can look my best, charity = gold in a Prada dress!
The whole day Sunday, I was told this whole place
is going to be covered with this local artists showcase-
I totally can't wait; I'm wearing that bleeding heart shirt...
maybe arm bands, and I so need one of those artsy skirts,
you know, the ones with randomly markered words.
I heard he's just really cute too/how are these shoes?
- wait, with my chuck's this is going to be too cute!
Dov Celles Showcase: Same Side, Different Glass
Eh, I don't really take to any of this whole- emo paint.
Like, everything is so fake, like those shades
could never ever, any day go with that bold beige... nope.
Ew, and look at this... that black thing is like a stick man-
haha, I could put this together better with no hands.
It's just so depressing even though you know it's faux,
ick, this is just so dumb - I need a mocha frapo.
A hungery eye runs free, for once, he's live-
under the falsehood of beauty's sight
the salt mines mind a fault in product of time.
Falling over one another trying to spy the sprawling
light as it tumbled from the dead man's final
stand to soil from oil on canvas to sanded cries.
He was so thirsty, so so thirsty was he.
A brush stroke of hope couldn't hold him-
bones exposed, soul and corroded limbs
all blown across the moss his shadow thinned.
Holding his poster close- dreams come true,
maybe? "No! No! No!" screamed those few
who knew him and his beautiful truth-
as the sandled shooter reloaded to show example,
and the sands flew into the open wounds of man's soul.
Art hurts- under the gray blisters and scarred terms
the paint is all that's left of tomorrow's Darfur.
I totally am over this, haha can you say- stale fad?
Let's go, we can still get over to that sale on Sax ave.
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