~My115thDream
Zoe Wiggins - Status: Member
- General Poet
- Female/United Kingdom
- Online
- Deviant since Apr 21, 2008, 4:55 AM
Recent Deviations
Winter In Los AngelesWinter In Los Angeles:Winter In Los Angeles
I contemplate winter in Los Angeles: sunny windows, chilly evenings: I walk down the street amidst the turquoise fords and familiarity. Homesickness has abandoned me: I am left with naïve nostalgia and emptiness, As I chased that man, who did not give my sister a chance. I swam throughout the driveways of our old townhouse: memories of sterility and comfort mingling with my desperation: I did not find him. He had blended into the train tracks: where I will never be home again.
I think I was still clinging on to the childhood I had never experienced, As
in Other 2d 5h ago
I exist within the outsideI Exist Within the Outside:I exist within the outside
I saw cotton and lace blend together: into a hopeless consequence. We dined with peasants, On beds of flesh and bone: to pacify the congregation.
There were children crying.
Outside the house of the chosen one: They’re all in a dream. The loading has begun: to buy more nature for the newborn sun, A new home within one.
There was no water; only wine, And weddings to celebrate our deaths.
Nazareth came to me: I was walking along the dusty canal, Where all virgins came to flagellate themselves in the presenc
in Other 1w 2d ago
The human astronautCommunal Roads Without Worry or Chance of:The human astronaut
I cannot build, Or speak with assurance: When small time gamblers play with my hair.
But when the human astronaut sleeps in communal roads: In ravines: which are too grounded. He is a citizen who has no worries.
I found him among the flowered brigades: Scorning pigeons in the limelight, And cleaning his rifle.
All the partisans: with small desires, Iconic futures, And sleep-filled nights: Sing songs of torture and abandonment.
The last time we saw each other I was distracted:
in Other 1w 5d ago
Vestments and TubersWhat is it: That existence which leads me; Through doors and shouted whispers?Vestments and Tubers
I realized the futility of my waking state: Of my learned desires; And became grass.
Cold hands caressed my hair each night, "Its alright, you must take care of yourself", But it did not mean anything in particular: I left the crowded room.
in Other on 4/30/08
Distracted
Devious Information
- EmailZWiggins91@gmail.com
- AIMzwiggins91@gmail.com
- MSNI don't have one!
- YahooI don't have one either!
- Current Age: 17
- Current Residence: Bristol, United Kingdom
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: wah? size 2 or 4...
- Print preference: handwriting
- Interests: poetry, philosophy, literature, art, history, film...a lot
- Favourite movie: way too many to even begin...
- Favourite band or musician: Bob Dylan, Neil Young, Leonard Cohen, Silver Jews..many more
- Favourite genre of music: rock and folk music
- Favourite artist: Jackson Pollock, Pablo Picasso, Marc Chagall, Paul Cezanne, Kandinsky, Franz Kline, Mark Rothko, etc
- Favourite poet or writer: Pablo Neruda, T.S Eliot, Ginsberg, Kerouac, Rainer Maria Rilke, Franz Kafka,Sartre,Camus,Dostoyevsky
- Favourite photographer: not sure...
- Favourite style or digital art: not digital anything! AH! Preserve film and the art of hands!
- Operating System: Mac, and I love it!
- MP3 player of choice: Ipod video
- Shell of choice: conk
- Wallpaper of choice: newspaper clippings and Russian propaganda posters
- Skin of choice: Preferably moldy skin hanging off a bunny corpse
- Favourite game: hide and seek
- Favourite gaming platform: none
- Favourite cartoon character: Enid from Ghost World or Harvey Pekar from American Splendor
- Personal Quote: he...he was in the dumpster behind sainsbury's sniffing broccoli wrappers!
- Tools of the Trade: my hands and thoughts and unconscious
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Devious Comments
You see me on the street. You always act surprised. you say 'how are u' 'good luck' but you don't mean it! when u know as well as me you'd rather see me paralised, why don't u just come out once and scream it!!!!!!
hahaha listening to dylan's positively fourth street
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
Tsk tsk. Try I Am Legend. THat was pretty cool. Bit slow though.
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
Evil film. It was sooo lame!!
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
i watched a dumb movie tonight
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
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Well now, what is it made of, that upsurge of doves that exists between night and time, like a moist ravine?
Still needa sort out my old keyboard and mouse macros...
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