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Regal-Pinion
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[2010-05-21 11:17:45 +0000 UTC]
"World's Most Optimistic Cynic"
(United States)
# Statistics
Favourites: 200; Deviations: 194; Watchers: 81
Watching: 176; Pageviews: 19700; Comments Made: 2555; Friends: 176
# Interests
Favorite visual artist: M.C. Escher; Salvidor DaliFavorite movies: Here's the ever so classical, "Too many to list" answer.
Favorite TV shows: Community
Favorite bands / musical artists: Eyedea and Abilities, Astronautalis, Dessa, Sage Francis, Aesop Rock, J.S. Bach
Favorite books: Also... too many to list.
Favorite writers: Edgar Allan Poe, Dan Harmon, Neil Gaiman, William Faulkner, Dexter Palmer
Favorite games: Life is a game on hard-mode... I'm good at games. [dies]
Favorite gaming platform: Someone's basement with dice
Tools of the Trade: Wits and Words
Other Interests: Causing scenes and talking to strangers.
# Social Links
https://www.instagram.com/youryellowroses/# About me
Regal Pinion is an eldritch horror# Comments
Comments: 348
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More poem sharing
I can't copy and paste the tasteI began it with you in my lobe;
frontfully foremost
the frontier I almost loved
I left the middle
-
Left it
Left it
[Left it like a hot tax bracket]
Sacked it like half
of a ramen packet
salty and foiled
in the waste basket
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You ended in my memories;
A futuristic vagrancy
Vibrant in your mysteries
A gallery so dastardly
your deft display;
of mastery
and bastard-born capacity
at missing inconsistencies
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Thank you for the share!
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You have so much worth sharing.
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Maybe you will like this poem:
xoxothe curd, the cluster
the cloyingly coy
string of syrup from the mouth
trying hard to suckle on my wounds
before the bruises bloom
starting with
a nip of teeth with cognizance
this will hurt a little but enough
shrewdly marked
not anymore the longing taste
not a warning but a warming up
the toxicant, the choke
tickling on the way down
drifting drunk
drowning cries in the dark
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I actually started reading the poem out loud in an intentionally heavy meter and it's amazing.
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It was a rather wonderful birthday thank you
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Prayers Hurt the Ears of Our PuppeteersPress me - pared by pitch lines
burning beneath searing, slicing ink
amendment headings, heedless shredding
needless schemes sync and stink
Cheeks sop up spit, shouted from the silenced
voices stifled
spoken woken rifles shriek
Abject, abject...only lowly objects
we drink our bile in the streets
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Evil - updrafts, born in buzzards wings
The carrion, they ferry
cold cartels of skins;
clipping our colors before they clash
Bodies stowed for savage shows
minions made of molting pinions
piercing us with hollow pinions;
mind your ties to those marionettes
A poem you might enjoy.
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Thank you! Hopefully I don't join the 27 club.
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30 is where life starts I was told.
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Good news. Never joined the 27 club.
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Hobbits aren't even really adults until 33. So sensible.
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Hi, and welcome to theWrittenRevolution!
There are lots of things you can get involved in:
we post monthly writing prompts (that include prizes, and a chat event during the month to help people with their pieces),
publishing opportunities from other sites (whenever we come across one!),
we have a monthly feature that includes a deserving member, two of the best critiques we've seen during the month, and two helpful writing resources,
frequent contests and workshops,
a give to get critique requirement, which assures your work will get the attention it deserves,
bi-weekly crit chat opportunities if you feel you need even more feedback!
Please don't hesitate to contact any of our admin team if you have any questions. We're happy to have you onboard, so dive in! Welcome to the revolution.
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hey im posting the comic i made for you. its sue the nurse..
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I recognize your username 
My excitement cannot be contained.
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thank you!! hope you enjoy my arts XD
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A poem you might like:
kernelcan i redo my skin. pluck it and it’s mites my feeling
mites on mites. up from the bed why
when i sleep i am swarming as a cyst boiling
from the bottom of the pot to embed myself
in my shoulder blade. it’s mites my feeling
instrumentalizing my immune system
until every pore is full. vitrified and murmur.
to maneuver each kernel loose so many teeth.
can i redo my skin. lather concave surfaces
with isopropanol and scrub with kleenexes to
the point of ripping. tissue undifferentiated
from dermal debris. can i redo my skin. my
skin thumbtacks breaching the surface
like grass. can i redo it. bile waiting to erupt
from beneath adipose froth. nauseous drunk
and dunk my skull in a bucket of diatomaceous
earth. only afte
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I finally read it and it was worth it.
That was an intense poem.
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I don't think that poet is active on da these days. Such a shame; I will miss seeing their work.
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No worries.
Loving the conceptual little guys in your gallery.
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I think you might like this poem:
year-old low-res can-did as-the beata-beatrixyear-old low-res mid-performance
can-did as-the beata-beatrix
imbibe a uranium-laced tincture and
metabolize it like any other gulp of air
when it's electrified / i’ve been
galvanized / at this hypnotic juncture
where i reach out like a son’s son to
stroke my own face with fingers /
made of splinters inter alia and / now
wait like a kore/kouros paralytic in
the frieze / made of marble without
scents of shells or sounds of selves as
i was / a few hundred million years
back throbbing / in place another
silurian hyperbola / as i was a day or
two or month ago post/ante having
severed my stone frenulum on /
impulse infrared / fait accompli / my
tongue that radiates inward / to
ontovoid / or that part/whole of you
in me / that part/hole of you in me /
where the lexicon slime accretes / it’s
the sensuous self / svelte singer /
with warm shoulders / but no sweat /
only energy / to propriocept
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The moment I saw the title:
"I'm in."
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I adore their work.
All the biology words! All the feeling! All the sense of what it means to have a living body / be trapped by / in it....
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Bodies are really just cars for our brain... right?
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idk how i'm only just now seeing this exchange (other than that i was in a sort of wormhole from the time i posted that poem until about a week ago) -- but thank you both for ur words & kindness & interest in the stuff i produce, ultimately, with or with the aid of my very humble, very tiny 'human' body 
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No worries. It was a fun poem to read, tiny-bodied humanoid writer.
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Whenever children ask how DNA makes us who we are I play them the song "Technologic".
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Are you lucky enough that children often ask you how DNA works?
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I used to work at a camp. Kids asked a lot of questions.
The Law of Averages applies, meanly.
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That's fun.
I was hoping you were a 6th grade science teacher or something, I confess.
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Oddly enough I was never fond of school. I would get bored and goof off.
If I became a teacher, every kid would be how I was as a student.
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I doubt your hypothetical students would be bored, though.
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I remember having to lie and claimed I had a degree in Graphic Design and a bachelor's in Art because the only position left on my last year was "Art Director" The entire Summer consisted of me doing things on a whim and being pulled aside by the end of every week getting told stuff like "The only reason we can't fire you is because..."
The campers enjoyed it though.
If I had to choose to teach anything it would probably be mathematics, but everything I learned about math is through being an autodidact.
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See... the campers enjoyed it.
Mission accomplished!
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Hey regal, I need your help please. I keep trying to submit one of my works to the gallery ,but it keeps submitting it to journal. I looked at the deviant help ,but that didn't really help.
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If it's text based, click on this link -> www.deviantart.com/submit/devi… (it'll send you to the "Submit Art" page). On the page click ✎ Enter text and (while I discover how impossible it is to give simple directions) copy/paste whatever you typed.
Then select its medium and whatever category comes into it.
If this comes off as condescending it's because telling basic directions is a lot harder than it should be.
Lastly if you didn't ask me this question, but a spambot hacked you... I advise you change your password.
Hopefully I helped.
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