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Fri, 24 Jun 2011 13:09:00 -0700 are books becoming extinct? (i agree with this article whole heartedly) http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/are-books-becoming-extinct-i-agree-with-this http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/are-books-becoming-extinct-i-agree-with-this

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Mon, 20 Jun 2011 20:19:00 -0700 untitled http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/57984181 http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/57984181

2chairs

it's the season of her mood

it's his piano hands

it's how incredibly smooth the notes are when they slide into my ear

it's that we were young and fuzzy

it's that one brush against an attractive stranger

it's the tip of his anticipation

it's the wetness of her curiosity

it's that dissolving dissonant echo

it's crashing our skin and bone together

it’s watching until it’s just a blur

 

 

 

poem © jamie erin 2011

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Mon, 20 Jun 2011 14:42:00 -0700 have i found you? http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/have-i-found-you http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/have-i-found-you

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Thu, 16 Jun 2011 13:38:00 -0700 une berceuse française http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/une-berceuse-francaise http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/une-berceuse-francaise

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Wed, 15 Jun 2011 14:07:00 -0700 for me, finding out how they got together was like finding out there is no santa claus when you were a kid http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/finding-out-how-they-got-together-was-like-fi http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/finding-out-how-they-got-together-was-like-fi

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Tue, 14 Jun 2011 20:28:00 -0700 but never, never never never/ i'll never make the same mistake/ no, never, never, never http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/i-guess-if-its-written-youre-going-to-leave-m http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/i-guess-if-its-written-youre-going-to-leave-m

 

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Wed, 08 Jun 2011 18:42:00 -0700 "it's not true that I had nothing on. i had the radio on " -marilyn monroe http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/its-not-true-that-i-had-nothing-on-i-had-the http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/its-not-true-that-i-had-nothing-on-i-had-the

Adriana_lima
All_taped_up
Cute
Hot
Legs
Tired
Bathing_suits

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Tue, 07 Jun 2011 18:46:00 -0700 "beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears." - edgar allen poe http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/beauty-of-whatever-kind-in-its-supreme-develo http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/beauty-of-whatever-kind-in-its-supreme-develo

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Fri, 27 May 2011 14:10:00 -0700 (j'aime la mer, et vous?) http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/jaime-la-mer-et-vous http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/jaime-la-mer-et-vous

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Tue, 24 May 2011 21:46:37 -0700 Untitled http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/54354378 http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/54354378

In_love

Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien
Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien I Regret Nothing
Non! Rien de rien ...
Non! Je ne regrette rien
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait ni le mal
Tout ça m'est bien égal!

Non! Rien de rien ...
Non! Je ne regrette rien...
C'est payé, balayé, oublié
Je me fous du passé!

Avec mes souvenirs
J'ai allumé le feu
Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs
Je n'ai plus besoin d'eux!

Balayés les amours
Avec leurs trémolos
Balayés pour toujours
Je repars à zéro ...

Non! Rien de rien ...
Non! Je ne regrette rien ...
Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait ni le mal
Tout ça m'est bien égal!

Non! Rien de rien ...
Non! Je ne regrette rien ...
Car ma vie, car mes joies
Aujourd'hui ça commence avec toi!

No! Absolutely nothing...
No! I regret nothing
Neither the good that I've done nor the bad
All this is much the same to me!

No! Absolutely nothing...
No! I regret nothing...
It is paid, swept away, forgotten
I don't care about the past!

With my souvenirs
I lit a fire
My sorrows, my pleasures
I need them no more!

Swept away the love affairs
With their tremors
Swept away forever
I leave with nothing ...

No! Absolutely nothing...
No! I regret nothing
Neither the good that I've done nor the bad
All this is much the same to me!

No! Absolutely nothing...
No! I regret nothing...
Because my life, because my joys
Today that begins with you!

Edith_piaf1

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Tue, 24 May 2011 21:05:00 -0700 Untitled http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/54352000 http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/54352000

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the weight of the beauty fills me with an ocean of tears
 my petite frame cannot hold for much longer
i will drown unless


you are frightened
of what, i am not sure
i can only speculate it is the weight of my love.
you take it, pleasure delayer, and the thought of it,
the tangibility of it, is enough for you.
with these crumbs you can survive.
in solitude, perhaps, or with another.

but i cannot live like this, like a vault.
if you contain water for too long, it will evaporate.
the same is true for love.

 

 

 

 

poem © jamie erin 2011

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Fri, 08 Apr 2011 21:16:00 -0700 maybe a piece of the pain will always be there. it will just turn into one of those things you live with. maybe it needs to be there. anyway it's becoming comfortable. http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/maybe-a-piece-of-the-pain-will-always-be-ther http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/maybe-a-piece-of-the-pain-will-always-be-ther

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Thu, 07 Apr 2011 22:33:00 -0700 drowning peacefully to sleep in your arms http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/drowning-peacefully-to-sleep-in-your-arms http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/drowning-peacefully-to-sleep-in-your-arms

Ballerina

it's beautiful everyday ocean dreaming
and su  mmer floating the smell of sunset and sexually magnetic static
there's this piano piece playing in my brain, it makes me very full of
sleepy happiness
i don't think i'll come across another comfortable love like yours
because you're the t-shirt with the word 'free' on it, the one with the hole, the one that's the color of an old swimming pool in august.


i remember the elephants at the zoo. their sad eyes. next to the foggy pacific, that's no place for elephants.
the eucalyptus trees however, the smell fit snuggly in my memories, crisp, clean, clear.

it's the piano. it alw ays has been. and your hands. the unbearable withdrawals i have from your hands.

how can anyone be that patient? but it's the piano. it's underwater shipwreck salty blur into my aqua dreams sinking below love and nostalgia, it will be discovered. but with hopeful searching eyes, ones that want to find it, rescue it, restore it.

then the curtain closes.


no flowers 

 

 

 

 

 

poem copyright jamie erin 2011

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Sat, 12 Mar 2011 20:02:00 -0800 goodbye http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/goodbye http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/goodbye

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Thu, 10 Mar 2011 18:41:00 -0800 yeah sometimes i regret it http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/yeah-sometimes-i-regret-it http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/yeah-sometimes-i-regret-it

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Sun, 06 Mar 2011 14:38:00 -0800 i'd rather walk alone, then chase you around. i'd rather fall myself, then let you drag me on down. it wouldn't've worked out anway http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/and-then-the-tornado-pillaged-my-soul-so-i-am http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/and-then-the-tornado-pillaged-my-soul-so-i-am

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Thu, 10 Feb 2011 18:53:00 -0800 "To be famous, in fact, one has only to kill one's landlady. " - Albert Camus http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/to-be-famous-in-fact-one-has-only-to-kill-one http://thehyperbolicallyambivalentparadox.posterous.com/to-be-famous-in-fact-one-has-only-to-kill-one

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