a dream song |
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Life, to all my friends, is a devastating experience
Which requires whole-involvement, says the lady
Babysitting, on a navy recliner with well-whiskey
Shes video...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Jul 2009 23:52:00 GMT |
when they buried their lords, the rus would murder slaves |
(for Michael Jackson)....................................
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the intercom at walgreens
smoothed over our shoulders in the mid-west
the old blessed soldier has left the building: Josh
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Posted by on Thu, 25 Jun 2009 22:05:00 GMT |
an actual fact |
here's to dayton.
Posted by on Sun, 01 Mar 2009 23:24:00 GMT |
in defense of feminism (72 reasons) |
in defense of feminism (72 reasons)because since eve we've been outnumberedfolding flags from countries northernsprayed painting placed guerrilla masks on sculpturesbuilt from straw, bamboo, and silic...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Oct 2008 05:06:00 GMT |
shoulders heavy, angular arms, no more life |
I'm making it a tuesday habit to roll up to the Local theatre downtown every week to say fuck the over-priced mall and seeing a good movie. This week along with some trusted friends, we got to see the...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Aug 2008 05:04:00 GMT |
in silencia |
summer time is finally wrapping me up in this silkysofa, air-conditioned with a dictionary open and a couple of spare momentsI've been reading Robert Bly's Selected Poems and close to cryingat the fac...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jul 2008 14:18:00 GMT |
a text doc on jim’s computer labeled: webnames |
open seasonajarajarofhoneyajarofmoneycomeatablepropercommonproper
opencommonproperopenbookknowledgeexperiencepracticommonpract
opencractopenbropenbrokenopenjokennodefinitiondavincisladder
polymathrenaiss...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jul 2008 14:15:00 GMT |
heavy d and the spanish fly |
I spell badly when I type.But I may graduate in 2008. I might just ahve to juggle like 8 classes in September, which is good, cuz all I got is a couple of gigs in November-December (after I graduate) ...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 15:06:00 GMT |
Message to Helena |
(tell me this much, wonderful)Stuck inside a trafficIn front of a pianoAt the bottom of this room, in which I have praised youPaintings peering down like sparrows' wings frozen open...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Jul 2008 06:34:00 GMT |
the odyssey pt 1 |
telamachus has taken to sun-burning his legssitting roof-top above the doorway, danglingabove the closed door his dad will aimhis body toward, below the roof, come what mayin his tours out east, writi...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jul 2008 18:31:00 GMT |
