I am trying to tape things together, perhaps tape is to temporary a word, but I am mending, fixing, improving. I have faults and I feel I sometime use them as a crutch, but then I suppose a lot of us do, but then to rationalize like that would be again crutching.
ducksoup
Tape was one of the oldest, type of recorder use in the music industry. It hold inside beautiful melody and music of people, talented and not talented.
Wilson
I tape the box shut. Putting my thoughts behind me. I shut it because I think I will one day open it, but I secretly know I never will. I wonder why do I even save it? It’ll just sit on the shelf here in the basement. a bunch of useless papers from high school english, and note books filled with scriblles of what others might deem utter nonsense. but I tape it shut because I think it will protect it all.
craig
Isn’t tape a funny word sometime it congures great images of death and disease and at the same time it congures great images of repair and structure and progress.
matthew
this is a test with the word “tape”.
r2
There isn’t enough tape in the world to hold me together
J
sticky, stretchy, measuring, worm
bandage, recording, vcr and cassette
scotch, painters, masking and packing
also to hold your shirt together if you’re fancy
J
i will have to use the tape to seal it or it will fall apart
pet
I love tape.It’s so useful for so many purposes. You can hem your pants with it or stick your loved ones to the wall.
Peanuts
Hello,
Great to be alive. Praise the Lord! There is nothing happier than to know that I am normal and in good health.
Albert
She taped her mouth shut with the stickiness of too many lies.
Anne
Tape. Red tape. Paperwork. Life has lots of paper work. Things people want to know. Things on record. How many people know things about you. Tape. Videotape. VCR. VCR’s are so outdated.
Elizabeth
there was tape everywhere. opening boxes of clothing and things that i owned. moving into my new home, this wasn’t going to be easy.
the tape stuck to my feet, the floor, the sides of boxes. why was this so difficult!
Winona
tape is to ape what bat is to at. too bad i only have 60 seconds or you would have gotten something better out of me.
dibow
Ui love them they are really vintagy and they bring me a lot of thoughts about my childhood -realiting it to a casette of course- i should buy some and make a bag out of them or something…
max
My first cassette tape was the ‘Grease’ soundtrack when I was in the second grade. John Travolta was (alright… still is) my celebrity crush! MMM!
em
my mouth is like it’s
taped shut
as i struggle to speak words
that are poetic, elegant, beautiful,
something at which i feel
i have always been unskilled.
oneword-poet
the tape dispenser was just laying there on the edge of the table, it wanted to be used, needed to be used. I picked it up harldy knowing what it wanted of me, yet it seemed to speak to me…it knew what it wanted and I was merely the tool to enact what it wanted. I slowly lifted it and then as if in finally in full awareness of what my life had led up to, what my life was now about, to save the world from such a monster…I swung it down as it crashed into his skull…finally releasing me from the torment he had so eloquently led me through the past four years.
Beth
rolling on videotape, I wish you could see me run father than the drip of the sky on the horizon, dancing as far as the universe can turn–this time, I leave you.
kalani
sticky. stick me to you… i want to be bound to your essence. how corny is that line? its like lines around a bath, like saul says… giving us the age of trees… tape records that. it documents it. like a fingerprint… i want to tape us to eternity… my time is almost up. come spend it with me? im in love with you Courtney…
Robin
I am always out of scotch tape. Always. And I always seem to need it at the most inopportune times. I need it to tape my research paper together because I lost my stapler. Or I need it to tape signs that say “you will not graduate unless you finish philosophy” around the house.
Julie
i think of all those times when i was young and i would tape the ends of my fingers so that the blood would pool right under my fingerprints. I think of harry potter glasses. I think of lips that are red and begging to leave prints on a clean glass. I think of teeth.
Izzy☮
She taped a post-it to the whiteboard. It read, “Drink green tea. Anti-oxidants!” A surge of anger welled up within her.
ps
i had to tape a piece of paper to that back of my cell phone that says “if you find this please call…” it took me forever to find some tape so i could do it! i went to the student store but they didn’t have any! no tape! i had to go all the way out to wal-mart to find it.
kassandra
Cassette tape is an old relic, that can do great things.
It can play old music, lullabies, stories.
When ripped up, it can create beautiful art.
Art.
Art.
Art.
Senchii
double sided tape. the tape that holds two sides of different things together. sometimes it’s all what we need in a relationship to keep us stuck together.
grace
I WOULD LIKE TO TAPE HIS SPEECH WITH MY RECORDER.
RAMACHANDRA
sticky long stuff with lotsa stickyness. strong and ductile able to connect things if used in abundance. black in colour. painful when pulled off and makes a loud noise. may potentially turn into a rectangular plastic that is able to record movies or songs.
Jason Shi
I connected the mice together at the tails with tape – I’m not sure why.
Saracen Jones
go where
no where or
everywhere
go where you want to go
aa
My mother bought me a tape today. So blue so strange, what to do but pop it in the player. But to my utter uniquely terrible horror and disgust. I heard quite possibly the last noises I ever wanted to hear on the earth. But not what you think. Not my parents having sex. Instead it was the squelching of the death of the Barney songs.
quiandfey
measuring tape? my mother’s measuring tape, all balled up in a little mess under the sewing machine counter. The counter is piled high with fabrics, beads, paper, you name it. and the room.. well that’s another story.
mlee
The tape drive is an old technology. we have got CD now!
mike
the conversation on the phone was taped so that she can remember what she said
monica
I handled the tape with care, as it was worth everything I had to give.
dinnie
the videotape is running and she is watching it so intensely that she fell off her chair
monica
The tape was running and hearing the whir of a machine about to see final moments, I thought about my own life. What am I doing with it? Ending my days on a chair by the window looking out at the world with eyes that only see the past. It must be nostalgia, or something that smacks of longing. The voice on the tape was nondescript, no high tone, no low ones, an emotionless sound from another world
Gee
The tape was running and hearing the whir of a machine about to see final moments, I thought about my own life. What am I doing with it? Ending my days on a chair by the window looking out at the world with eyes that only see the past. It must be nostalgia, or something that smacks of longing. The voice on the tape was nondescript, no high tone, no low ones, an emotionless sound from another world
Gee
is the stuff that makes the world go round. without this stuff things would be in pieces. it saves lives on a daily basis and makes record of such. preserving for all for years.
jason holstein
there is a tape at my door. each morning, i look at it and remind myself to avoid sticky spots, but if im in one, to move on.
I am trying to tape things together, perhaps tape is to temporary a word, but I am mending, fixing, improving. I have faults and I feel I sometime use them as a crutch, but then I suppose a lot of us do, but then to rationalize like that would be again crutching.
Tape was one of the oldest, type of recorder use in the music industry. It hold inside beautiful melody and music of people, talented and not talented.
I tape the box shut. Putting my thoughts behind me. I shut it because I think I will one day open it, but I secretly know I never will. I wonder why do I even save it? It’ll just sit on the shelf here in the basement. a bunch of useless papers from high school english, and note books filled with scriblles of what others might deem utter nonsense. but I tape it shut because I think it will protect it all.
Isn’t tape a funny word sometime it congures great images of death and disease and at the same time it congures great images of repair and structure and progress.
this is a test with the word “tape”.
There isn’t enough tape in the world to hold me together
sticky, stretchy, measuring, worm
bandage, recording, vcr and cassette
scotch, painters, masking and packing
also to hold your shirt together if you’re fancy
i will have to use the tape to seal it or it will fall apart
I love tape.It’s so useful for so many purposes. You can hem your pants with it or stick your loved ones to the wall.
Hello,
Great to be alive. Praise the Lord! There is nothing happier than to know that I am normal and in good health.
She taped her mouth shut with the stickiness of too many lies.
Tape. Red tape. Paperwork. Life has lots of paper work. Things people want to know. Things on record. How many people know things about you. Tape. Videotape. VCR. VCR’s are so outdated.
there was tape everywhere. opening boxes of clothing and things that i owned. moving into my new home, this wasn’t going to be easy.
the tape stuck to my feet, the floor, the sides of boxes. why was this so difficult!
tape is to ape what bat is to at. too bad i only have 60 seconds or you would have gotten something better out of me.
Ui love them they are really vintagy and they bring me a lot of thoughts about my childhood -realiting it to a casette of course- i should buy some and make a bag out of them or something…
My first cassette tape was the ‘Grease’ soundtrack when I was in the second grade. John Travolta was (alright… still is) my celebrity crush! MMM!
my mouth is like it’s
taped shut
as i struggle to speak words
that are poetic, elegant, beautiful,
something at which i feel
i have always been unskilled.
the tape dispenser was just laying there on the edge of the table, it wanted to be used, needed to be used. I picked it up harldy knowing what it wanted of me, yet it seemed to speak to me…it knew what it wanted and I was merely the tool to enact what it wanted. I slowly lifted it and then as if in finally in full awareness of what my life had led up to, what my life was now about, to save the world from such a monster…I swung it down as it crashed into his skull…finally releasing me from the torment he had so eloquently led me through the past four years.
rolling on videotape, I wish you could see me run father than the drip of the sky on the horizon, dancing as far as the universe can turn–this time, I leave you.
sticky. stick me to you… i want to be bound to your essence. how corny is that line? its like lines around a bath, like saul says… giving us the age of trees… tape records that. it documents it. like a fingerprint… i want to tape us to eternity… my time is almost up. come spend it with me? im in love with you Courtney…
I am always out of scotch tape. Always. And I always seem to need it at the most inopportune times. I need it to tape my research paper together because I lost my stapler. Or I need it to tape signs that say “you will not graduate unless you finish philosophy” around the house.
i think of all those times when i was young and i would tape the ends of my fingers so that the blood would pool right under my fingerprints. I think of harry potter glasses. I think of lips that are red and begging to leave prints on a clean glass. I think of teeth.
She taped a post-it to the whiteboard. It read, “Drink green tea. Anti-oxidants!” A surge of anger welled up within her.
i had to tape a piece of paper to that back of my cell phone that says “if you find this please call…” it took me forever to find some tape so i could do it! i went to the student store but they didn’t have any! no tape! i had to go all the way out to wal-mart to find it.
Cassette tape is an old relic, that can do great things.
It can play old music, lullabies, stories.
When ripped up, it can create beautiful art.
Art.
Art.
Art.
double sided tape. the tape that holds two sides of different things together. sometimes it’s all what we need in a relationship to keep us stuck together.
I WOULD LIKE TO TAPE HIS SPEECH WITH MY RECORDER.
sticky long stuff with lotsa stickyness. strong and ductile able to connect things if used in abundance. black in colour. painful when pulled off and makes a loud noise. may potentially turn into a rectangular plastic that is able to record movies or songs.
I connected the mice together at the tails with tape – I’m not sure why.
go where
no where or
everywhere
go where you want to go
My mother bought me a tape today. So blue so strange, what to do but pop it in the player. But to my utter uniquely terrible horror and disgust. I heard quite possibly the last noises I ever wanted to hear on the earth. But not what you think. Not my parents having sex. Instead it was the squelching of the death of the Barney songs.
measuring tape? my mother’s measuring tape, all balled up in a little mess under the sewing machine counter. The counter is piled high with fabrics, beads, paper, you name it. and the room.. well that’s another story.
The tape drive is an old technology. we have got CD now!
the conversation on the phone was taped so that she can remember what she said
I handled the tape with care, as it was worth everything I had to give.
the videotape is running and she is watching it so intensely that she fell off her chair
The tape was running and hearing the whir of a machine about to see final moments, I thought about my own life. What am I doing with it? Ending my days on a chair by the window looking out at the world with eyes that only see the past. It must be nostalgia, or something that smacks of longing. The voice on the tape was nondescript, no high tone, no low ones, an emotionless sound from another world
The tape was running and hearing the whir of a machine about to see final moments, I thought about my own life. What am I doing with it? Ending my days on a chair by the window looking out at the world with eyes that only see the past. It must be nostalgia, or something that smacks of longing. The voice on the tape was nondescript, no high tone, no low ones, an emotionless sound from another world
is the stuff that makes the world go round. without this stuff things would be in pieces. it saves lives on a daily basis and makes record of such. preserving for all for years.
there is a tape at my door. each morning, i look at it and remind myself to avoid sticky spots, but if im in one, to move on.