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	<title>lindsaysscribblings.com &#187; Clutter &#8211; the Fabric of my Life</title>
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		<itunes:summary>Poetry by Lindsay Bernsen</itunes:summary>
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		<title>My Steering Wheel</title>
		<link>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/my-steering-wheel</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 06:00:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>lindsay</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Clutter - the Fabric of my Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[My steering wheel alone
Knows what I am dying to shout
The whisper I settle for
At least someone has said it
At least its true
At least I know
You and I and my steering wheel
The only confidant
Sure to keep my confidence
In this tangle of mutual friends.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My steering wheel alone<br />
Knows what I am dying to shout<br />
The whisper I settle for<br />
At least someone has said it<br />
At least its true<br />
At least I know<br />
You and I and my steering wheel<br />
The only confidant<br />
Sure to keep my confidence<br />
In this tangle of mutual friends.</p>
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		<title>My Beagle-Boo</title>
		<link>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/my-beagle-boo</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2007 03:10:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>lindsay</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Clutter - the Fabric of my Life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[with Audio]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[There is a space
in my lap
my beagle-boo
just for you
There is a space
on my floor
for you to lie
once more
There is space
in my room
for beagle-feet
to zoooom
There is space
in this place
in my home
just for you
my beagle-boo
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There is a space<br />
in my lap<br />
my beagle-boo<br />
just for you<br />
There is a space<br />
on my floor<br />
for you to lie<br />
once more<br />
There is space<br />
in my room<br />
for beagle-feet<br />
to zoooom<br />
There is space<br />
in this place<br />
in my home<br />
just for you<br />
my beagle-boo</p>
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		<itunes:subtitle>There is a space
in my lap
my beagle-boo
just for you
There is a space
on my floor
for you to lie
once more
There is space
in my room
for beagle-feet
to zoooom
There is ...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>There is a space
in my lap
my beagle-boo
just for you
There is a space
on my floor
for you to lie
once more
There is space
in my room
for beagle-feet
to zoooom
There is space
in this place
in my home
just for you
my beagle-boo
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		<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
		<itunes:block>No</itunes:block>
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		<title>IM</title>
		<link>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/im</link>
		<comments>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/im#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2007 02:59:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>lindsay</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Clutter - the Fabric of my Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I had forgotten how invested I used to be
In those late night
IM dramas
Climactic almost-confessions
Disparaging conditionalities
The nightly flirtation of adolescent
Might-have-beens
&#8216;N3t slang su11ying my reput4tion
4 syntactical prowess
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had forgotten how invested I used to be<br />
In those late night<br />
IM dramas<br />
Climactic almost-confessions<br />
Disparaging conditionalities<br />
The nightly flirtation of adolescent<br />
Might-have-beens<br />
&#8216;N3t slang su11ying my reput4tion<br />
4 syntactical prowess</p>
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		<title>Longstreet-Lee Conversation Poem (English IV AP)</title>
		<link>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/longstreettolee</link>
		<comments>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/longstreettolee#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 06:00:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>lindsay</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Clutter - the Fabric of my Life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[with Audio]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Longstreet to Lee
Gravity demands conflicting armies
Crash in a burst of sanguine sacrifice
A fleshly offering too expensive
To be divinely endorsed
Conscience pleads conservation
While honor commands we duel to the death
Valorious though you are, Sir
Preservation mandates defense!
Lee to Longstreet
The enemy is here
Confronting us
NOW
The enemy is here and now we must strike!
There are no more reinforcements coming!
There is no [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Longstreet to Lee</p>
<p>Gravity demands conflicting armies<br />
Crash in a burst of sanguine sacrifice<br />
A fleshly offering too expensive<br />
To be divinely endorsed<br />
Conscience pleads conservation<br />
While honor commands we duel to the death<br />
Valorious though you are, Sir<br />
Preservation mandates defense!</p>
<p>Lee to Longstreet</p>
<p>The enemy is here<br />
Confronting us<br />
NOW<br />
The enemy is here and now we must strike!<br />
There are no more reinforcements coming!<br />
There is no excuse for our flight!<br />
We fight here<br />
Now<br />
With these men<br />
In these skins<br />
We fight<br />
HERE.</p>
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		<itunes:subtitle>Longstreet to Lee
Gravity demands conflicting armies
Crash in a burst of sanguine sacrifice
A fleshly offering too expensive
To be divinely endorsed
Conscience pleads conservation
While honor commands we duel ...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Longstreet to Lee
Gravity demands conflicting armies
Crash in a burst of sanguine sacrifice
A fleshly offering too expensive
To be divinely endorsed
Conscience pleads conservation
While honor commands we duel to the death
Valorious though you are, Sir
Preservation mandates defense!
Lee to Longstreet
The enemy is here
Confronting us
NOW
The enemy is here and now we must strike!
There are no more reinforcements coming!
There is no excuse for our flight!
We fight here
Now
With these men
In these skins
We fight
HERE.
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		<itunes:keywords>Clutter,-,the,Fabric,of,my,Life,,with,Audio</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:author>penguinswaddle@gmail.com</itunes:author>
		<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
		<itunes:block>No</itunes:block>
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		<title>Numbers</title>
		<link>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/numbers</link>
		<comments>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/numbers#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2007 00:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>lindsay</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Clutter - the Fabric of my Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Numbers
Flaunt their superiority
Teasing my words
My words
But I’ll share
Sweet-talk me
With numbers
And fluent methodology
And my words
Will swoon
]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Numbers<br />
Flaunt their superiority<br />
Teasing my words<br />
<i>My</i> words<br />
But I’ll share<br />
Sweet-talk me<br />
With numbers<br />
And fluent methodology<br />
And my words<br />
Will swoon</p>
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		<title>This Line Fits-</title>
		<link>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/this-line-fits</link>
		<comments>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/this-line-fits#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2007 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>lindsay</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Clutter - the Fabric of my Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[This line fits just the right words to say
If you could only say them
Fits repentance
Fits absolution
Fits worry
Fits blame
Fits sacrosanct idealism
Fits relative truth
This line fits just the right words to say
If I could only say them
]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This line fits just the right words to say<br />
If you could only say them<br />
Fits repentance<br />
Fits absolution<br />
Fits worry<br />
Fits blame<br />
Fits sacrosanct idealism<br />
Fits relative truth<br />
This line fits just the right words to say<br />
If I could only say them</p>
]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Just the Voice</title>
		<link>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/just-the-voice</link>
		<comments>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/just-the-voice#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 00:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>lindsay</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Clutter - the Fabric of my Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[You, as I,
Must understand the logic
Behind this over-drawn exchange
Over-drawn and catalytic
Shape-shifting as sharply as
We stumble onwards
You, as I,
Must see
The irony –
Just the voice
And nothing else.
Not face
Not words
Just the voice
And nothing else.
You, as I,
Must see
The irony.
]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You, as I,<br />
Must understand the logic<br />
Behind this over-drawn exchange<br />
Over-drawn and catalytic<br />
Shape-shifting as sharply as<br />
We stumble onwards<br />
You, as I,<br />
Must see<br />
The irony –<br />
Just the voice<br />
And nothing else.<br />
Not face<br />
Not words<br />
Just the voice<br />
And nothing else.<br />
You, as I,<br />
Must see<br />
The irony.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Flush</title>
		<link>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/flush</link>
		<comments>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/flush#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 00:00:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>lindsay</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Clutter - the Fabric of my Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Flush
The searing rush
A flash of brilliance
Fleeing focus
Flush
Not a blush
But a creeping
Loss of innocence
]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Flush<br />
The searing rush<br />
A flash of brilliance<br />
Fleeing focus<br />
Flush<br />
Not a blush<br />
But a creeping<br />
Loss of innocence</p>
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		<title>The Brink</title>
		<link>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/the-brink</link>
		<comments>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/the-brink#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2007 05:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>lindsay</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Clutter - the Fabric of my Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Yes, the brink
If I push you
This time
You will fall off
But when was I pushy
And when did I shove?
So the brink
Yes, the brink
Looms there
Lurks there
Taunts there
Teases
Caresses
Waits for me
Waits for me to push
Waits for you to fall
The brink
Yes, the brink
Waits
]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes, the brink<br />
If I push you<br />
This time<br />
You will fall off<br />
But when was I pushy<br />
And when did I shove?<br />
So the brink<br />
Yes, the brink<br />
Looms there<br />
Lurks there<br />
Taunts there<br />
Teases<br />
Caresses<br />
Waits for me<br />
Waits for me to push<br />
Waits for you to fall<br />
The brink<br />
Yes, the brink<br />
Waits</p>
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		<title>Recurring</title>
		<link>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/recurring</link>
		<comments>http://lindsaysscribblings.com/poetry/clutter/recurring#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 05:00:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>lindsay</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Clutter - the Fabric of my Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Recurring
Always
Recurring
Because the
Prompt
Is always there
Redundant
And obtuse
And I can’t
Make it
Leave
]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Recurring<br />
Always<br />
Recurring<br />
Because the<br />
Prompt<br />
Is always there<br />
Redundant<br />
And obtuse<br />
And I can’t<br />
Make it<br />
Leave</p>
]]></content:encoded>
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