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cydniey's podcast
by cydniey buffers
poetry that doesn't suck spoken for the pleasure of your tired reading eyes. work from "stop poking me lady" available at lulu.com. homepage is fabulousdisaster.com.
Episodes
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cydniey - from the vicious to the rotten
another to give you the impression that i'm bad with people. it is quite possible that i am. or i just meet crazy people and friendships come to a bad end because of that. only one has enraged me enough to write a volume about it. enjoy.
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eventually and chanel 66
this time i have two pieces for you since they are short. "eventually" is the first and "chanel 66" is the second.
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cydniey - bitch puh-lease
this is about/to an exgirlfriend. i'm so empowered by anger. it's a good reading, though.
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cydniey - bishop
this is about a bad man.
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cydniey - diagnosis
this piece is about my head and the games it plays with itself.
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cydniey - bad tv
inspired by everyone's favorite medium. television.
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cydniey - another exchange
published as: if you knew, what would it be to you? It’s almost too 2D for me, my man . . . This thing we have instead of conversation I can sense but can't quite hold that hint To a question backed by vague fear . . . But I've got a great grip on the mind-closing Accusation of weary...
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cydniey - angry
Angry Someone told me I sounded angry Like they were admiring my taste in drapes. Kind of in awe of how I got those colors to work. Look buster, here's the thing: The colors don’t work. They are made up of memories I Tend to regard as bad movies That never happened to me. You see, I am Cleopatra....
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cydniey - those days
Those Days I remember that day Like it was 1,000 years ago. Where I sat on the couch Just being stubborn, headstrong. You were so quiet I thought You'd just hide in the closet, then BAM . . . Right in the face. I never saw it coming. It was so unlike you, I usually saw it coming. And the cop was…
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cydniey - apropos of nothing
Apropos of nothing "You have a lot of pictures of yourself" Ya, well, it’s an obsession "Do you ever wonder how many vacation photos you end up on?" No, though it would explain random bad mojo in my life "How does it feel to be the most photographed person in the immediate area?" Pretty fucking...
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cydniey - selfish
selfish I don't want to hear about how I’m not 'out' enough Just because I never got beaten up for it I don't want to hear about how I’m a late bloomer Just because it took me 18 years to get the hairy naked men off me long enough to think about what I wanted from sex I don't want to hear about…
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welcome
a welcome to the poscast and brief explanation of why it exsists.
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cydniey - easier by far
Easier By Far I've tried to hold you Over all the miles between us. I've stretched my love as far as I think it can go, Only to reach just A little bit more. But I've lost my grip on you, And you've slipped of the Edge of sanity and plunged Into a sea of love. I've tried to understand it Through...
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cydniey - who is molly?
Who is molly? we met ten years ago. a small college that would have preferred we hadn't. we chased away our roommates. through little fault of our own. we threw parties. we spun myths. her family took me in when mine let me down. she waited patiently while I punished myself. for years she watched...
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cydniey - when i get to my happy place
When I Get To My Happy Place Salt air in my lungs, Your skin on my neck, Screech of lazy birds . . . Give me that warm feeling. My pulse slows to A rate I can live with sleep with deal with. My teeth are dry from Smiling so hard and I break free from my clothes And I'm running down The smooth…
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c0ntaX and cydniey - rage rover rant
song by c0ntaX of phrenetic.org, lyrics and spoken performance by cydniey lyrics: rage rover rant is fear the quiet gurl in the back row who always wears black? is fear the perky ladder climber with no panties and a loose tongue? is fear the idea that they are better than you? it's a spin on a…
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cydniey - open
another spoken piece from "Stop poking me lady" Open Sometimes it just doesn't matter how much you open yourself to people. . . well it does matter, it matters to you . . . you're the only one who really knows how much effort it takes to extend your words as if a physical piece of yourself . . ....
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cydniey - the choices
it is so much easier to see the abuse from a distance, once it's over and you are safe again The Choices I anticipated death, but instead took freedom. I compromised so long . . . and don't much, Anymore. You thought I wasn't good enough you thought You were better. Better than what? Better than...
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cydniey - in that dream
In that dream I stayed and watched In that dream it all made sense Now it’s gone and the sun is bright Now it’s gone And I don’t get it Anymore You are circling around yourself Dancing in the bishops game Nothing that escapes can be traced There is no end or clear begin In the dream I understood…
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cydniey - excuse me myth
just a poem i wrote and included in my book, "stop poking me lady", available at lulu.com. my homepage is fabulousdisaster.com.
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cydniey - the bottom
this short piece is one of my favorites. it is from my book "stop poking me lady", available at lulu.com. my website is fabulousdisaster.com.
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cydniey - clever
written after a drunken night at the bar about a girl with too many martinis in her. this piece is taken from my book "stop poking me lady", available at lulu.com
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cydniey - dreams are not dreams
this longer piece was written one sleepless and paranoid night in my paper journal. i hope it plays better than it transcribed. this piece if from the book "stop poking me lady", available at lulu.com. my homepage is FabulousDisaster.com.
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cydniey - distraction
this piece comes from observations other people have made about me. it is from the book "stop poking me lady", available at lulu.com. my homepage is FabulousDisaster.com.
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cydniey - after all
one of the very few love poems i've ever written. presented mainly to offer range of styles. this piece is about my life partner, doc. when he and i first met i giggled all the time. and wrote silly love poetry. it is from my book "stop poking me lady", available at lulu.com. my homepage is...
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cydniey - church in new orleans
written while at mardi gras, when strange circumstances landed me in a non-denominational church and i had an epiphany during the sermon. i took the communion or sacrament in unstoppable tears of joy. i jotted this poem in an alley during mardi gras in the french quarter.
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poetry that doesn't suck spoken for the pleasure of your tired reading eyes. work from "stop poking me lady" available at lulu.com. homepage is fabulousdisaster.com.
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