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	<title>Tummy Monologues</title>
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	<description>Just another Black Orchid weblog</description>
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		<title>Wolfmother</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 17:11:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gargoyle Grins</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Charcoal on canvas
Her long straight hair
Stayed the same
While she bore wrinkles and her
Scratchy edges made
Mountain peak
Empty is the moon
While her own roams
She knows the feeling
Silently sketching
Their fears and feats
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Charcoal on canvas<br />
Her long straight hair<br />
Stayed the same<br />
While she bore wrinkles and her<br />
Scratchy edges made<br />
Mountain peak<br />
Empty is the moon<br />
While her own roams<br />
She knows the feeling<br />
Silently sketching<br />
Their fears and feats</p>
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		<title>Damp Pillow</title>
		<link>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/damp-pillow/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 12:15:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gargoyle Grins</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Nighttime hours
They stretch
Into our silences
To my pushing
They fill corners
They coil up in
Silent screams
Too-little-too-late apologies
For shattering masks
You always knew
I saw through.
See them through,
We&#8217;ll see them through&#8230;
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nighttime hours<br />
They stretch<br />
Into our silences<br />
To my pushing<br />
They fill corners<br />
They coil up in<br />
Silent screams<br />
Too-little-too-late apologies<br />
For shattering masks<br />
You always knew<br />
I saw through.</p>
<p>See them through,<br />
We&#8217;ll see them through&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Make A Fist</title>
		<link>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/make-a-fist/</link>
		<comments>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/make-a-fist/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 12:13:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gargoyle Grins</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[For needles
Must find veins
The rage
Must be controlled
A tear
Can&#8217;t be shed
People
Shouldn&#8217;t unravel
All weaknesses
Have to be lived with
Go on &#8211; make a fist
Its the size of heart and womb
Live it out
Finger nails dig on palm
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For needles<br />
Must find veins<br />
The rage<br />
Must be controlled<br />
A tear<br />
Can&#8217;t be shed<br />
People<br />
Shouldn&#8217;t unravel<br />
All weaknesses<br />
Have to be lived with</p>
<p>Go on &#8211; make a fist<br />
Its the size of heart and womb<br />
Live it out<br />
Finger nails dig on palm</p>
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		<title>Sad Fish</title>
		<link>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/sad-fish/</link>
		<comments>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/sad-fish/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 12:11:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gargoyle Grins</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Swim in circles
Knowing the lie
The end this time
Won&#8217;t birth a beginning
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Swim in circles<br />
Knowing the lie</p>
<p>The end this time<br />
Won&#8217;t birth a beginning</p>
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		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
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		<title>Home Shore</title>
		<link>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/home-shore/</link>
		<comments>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/home-shore/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 12:10:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gargoyle Grins</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ll follow
Follow on through
Weather and changing shapes
Lapping up on
Grey sand shore
I&#8217;ll be the romantic
I&#8217;ll be each wave
That seeps through you&#8230;
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ll follow<br />
Follow on through<br />
Weather and changing shapes<br />
Lapping up on<br />
Grey sand shore</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll be the romantic<br />
I&#8217;ll be each wave<br />
That seeps through you&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Our Days</title>
		<link>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/our-days/</link>
		<comments>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/our-days/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 08:48:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gargoyle Grins</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[wellington]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Our years
Spent where -
The moss always damp
Slick rock sides
A constant cool drizzle
Our blood been shed
This car lot
Pine hideout for secrets and cigarettes
That circle of friends
Walk towards the black bridge
Right upto to the cemetery
Get lost
In the forest
The arms of soggy sweatshirt friends
That first kiss
Fumbling along the side of neck
Leave
Like nothing ever happened&#8230;
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Our years<br />
Spent where -<br />
The moss always damp<br />
Slick rock sides<br />
A constant cool drizzle<br />
Our blood been shed<br />
This car lot<br />
Pine hideout for secrets and cigarettes<br />
That circle of friends<br />
Walk towards the black bridge<br />
Right upto to the cemetery<br />
Get lost<br />
In the forest<br />
The arms of soggy sweatshirt friends<br />
That first kiss<br />
Fumbling along the side of neck<br />
Leave<br />
Like nothing ever happened&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Charms</title>
		<link>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/charms/</link>
		<comments>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/charms/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 17:41:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gargoyle Grins</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[We loan affections
And boys
The setting up
The dressing up
We revert to us then
Now and later
It&#8217;s why we are friends
Time-warped and sacred
You will always be
The most gorgeous
The most protected
The one we fail at most
To find the lace pouch
You charmed for my birthday.
]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We loan affections<br />
And boys<br />
The setting up<br />
The dressing up</p>
<p>We revert to us then<br />
Now and later<br />
It&#8217;s why we are friends</p>
<p>Time-warped and sacred<br />
You will always be<br />
The most gorgeous<br />
The most protected<br />
The one we fail at most</p>
<p>To find the lace pouch<br />
You charmed for my birthday.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Airport</title>
		<link>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/airport/</link>
		<comments>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/airport/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 17:38:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gargoyle Grins</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Hysterical cackles,
The next-to-me table,
Snippets of &#8220;boy toys&#8221;,
&#8220;Love you&#8221;s and bitching
You and I smile
They seem familiar &#8211; these women.
This coffee mug
(Brand emblazoned)
Says so many things:
Common wardrobes
Complicated lovers
My head in your lap
You trigger us crying
Hold each other to stop
Laugh and a hug
Oh yeah! we hate this&#8230;
]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hysterical cackles,<br />
The next-to-me table,<br />
Snippets of &#8220;boy toys&#8221;,<br />
&#8220;Love you&#8221;s and bitching</p>
<p>You and I smile<br />
They seem familiar &#8211; these women.</p>
<p>This coffee mug<br />
(Brand emblazoned)<br />
Says so many things:<br />
Common wardrobes<br />
Complicated lovers<br />
My head in your lap<br />
You trigger us crying<br />
Hold each other to stop<br />
Laugh and a hug<br />
Oh yeah! we hate this&#8230;</p>
]]></content:encoded>
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		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
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		<title>Soundbyte</title>
		<link>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/soundbyte/</link>
		<comments>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/soundbyte/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 17:35:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gargoyle Grins</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Lost your way
Walk on by
Tired feet
Words can be said
Feelings are lyrics
Sleep &#8211; that seldom escape.
]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lost your way<br />
Walk on by<br />
Tired feet<br />
Words can be said<br />
Feelings are lyrics<br />
Sleep &#8211; that seldom escape.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
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		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
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		<title>Old Dog</title>
		<link>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/old-dog/</link>
		<comments>http://blackorchid.in/tummymonologues/old-dog/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 17:33:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gargoyle Grins</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Heavy afternoon,
People&#8217;s feet populate,
Room and the horizon&#8230;
Sleep comes, so
Droops &#8211; ears, cheeks and
That doggie smile&#8230;
Dreams of a young
Reckless pup -
They kick around.
]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Heavy afternoon,<br />
People&#8217;s feet populate,<br />
Room and the horizon&#8230;</p>
<p>Sleep comes, so<br />
Droops &#8211; ears, cheeks and<br />
That doggie smile&#8230;</p>
<p>Dreams of a young<br />
Reckless pup -<br />
They kick around.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
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