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faces of gold

shifting connections strange beauty what do we do with these things? see them, feel them, let them go timing of the puzzle piecing and constructing, making time and these moments work splint...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Apr 2006 11:42:00 GMT

6 countrymen

i have called you in the silence of the night to point out the glory of the moon and the dignity of the stars, but you startled from your slumber and clutched your swords in fear, crying, "where is th...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Apr 2006 11:30:00 GMT

there are 2 many dreams in this tiny box.? ? ? ? ?

i feel like the fool floating in social chaos the dark and light ovaries of conception a gold line it's the feeling not the form death and majic the way i'm in love with myself holding hands in a fori...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Apr 2006 14:28:00 GMT

9

     We need that warm adult stupidity. Even knowing the illusion, we cry and hide in their laps, speaking only of defiled lollipops or lost bears, and getting a lollipop or a toy ...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Apr 2006 14:10:00 GMT

ode to nola

i remember times when sparks were flying blades of desire i know the reality of my stiffness and the bliss of release i'm taking a little part of you with me new orleans a little taste to set my spi...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Sep 2005 11:33:00 GMT

wounds and scars

someday i'll have stories to tell. grand tales of adventure. epochs of the sea, of the sand, and of the sky. my triumphs and failings.the places i've been inside, where my heart and soul have journye...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Aug 2005 14:41:00 GMT

facade

here i hold the deception - here i hold the mask- the guard - just like you - just like the "them" they all say - ( iternal masterbation - part 5 ) life itself is a bunch of hokus pokus...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Aug 2005 12:36:00 GMT

medicine

- the best of medicines is death; the worst of diseases is vain anticipation -
Posted by on Sun, 07 Aug 2005 13:06:00 GMT

desire

- when desire is purely abstract when it has lost  all trace or tinge of "self" then it has become pure-
Posted by on Sun, 07 Aug 2005 13:01:00 GMT