it's been a long weekend--and it's not over. thanks to everyone who came out last night though. and mike's gonna get a beat down from me. =P

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i was thinking about relationships today. not necessarily the boy-girl-kissy-love type of relationship, but relationships with people in general. sorry for being cheesy; i get into these moods every now and again. and i have no preachy point either.

i have known people
who slip in unnoticed
perhaps the greedy ones
take a piece of your worth
are there enough who return the favor?
some leave the same way they came

many hover around-above-beneath
and flit in for welcome little visits

several come in and make you smile
but in the end, you push them away

there are people who arrive with a bang
run away with a whimper

those who quietly tickticktick
blow up in your face

still digging out shrapnel

maybe the very special grow and grow
until you're steeped soul-deep
an embrace of entirety
that never wishes to open
we should have infinite figurative arms :)

a few from eternity on
though physically gone
will always live in you

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"Thirty-Two Flavors" ~Ani DiFranco

squint your eyes and look closer
i'm not between you and your ambition
i am a poster girl with no poster
i am thirty-two flavors and then some
and i'm beyond your peripheral vision
so you might want to turn your head
'cause someday you're going to get hungry
and eat most of the words you just said

both my parents taught me about good will
and i have done well by their names
just the kindness i've lavished on strangers
is more than i can explain
still there's many who've turned out their porch lights
just so i would think they were not home
and hid in the dark of their windows
till i'd passed and left them alone

and god help you if you are an ugly girl
'course too pretty is also your doom
'cause everyone harbors a secret hatred
for the prettiest girl in the room
and god help you if you are a phoenix
and you dare to rise up from the ash
a thousand eyes will smolder with jealousy
while you are just flying past

i'm not trying to give my life meaning
by demeaning you
and i would like to state for the record
i did everything that i could do
i'm not saying that i'm a saint
i just don't want to live that way
no, i will never be a saint
but i will always say

squint your eyes and look closer
i'm not between you and your ambition
i am a poster girl with no poster
i am thirty-two flavors and then some
and i'm beyond your peripheral vision
so you might want to turn your head
'cause someday you might find you're starving
and eating all of the words you said