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***Dos***

Poem del Dia

About Me

there's a whole lot of rumble in this jungle
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My Interests

born in the best city this side of the Rio Granderaised in the big citygrew up fast and left my heart heredreamed and hit the road to "find myself"along the way I found some friendsthese are little bits of me

I'd like to meet:

Nurses. Herbalist. Mid-wives.Green-People. And, Dead People Read my VisualDNA ™ Get your own VisualDNA™
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Music:

"One good thing about music, when it hits you - you feel no pain."

Television:

is boring

Books:

The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle - an excellent read, especially when one of my back track hos is reading it to me

Heroes:

Grandpa Louis. My Mom. Sanrica. My Brother. My Dad.

My Blog

peering

Is there a word for that?   Prints & vowels              nouns and periods.   Flesh stands at my door with no immunity   A p...
Posted by ***Dos*** on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 01:55:00 PST

shadows

Needles              sneering Imperial              pines Induced     ...
Posted by ***Dos*** on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 07:19:00 PST

untitled (for now)

My name               polished for              the microscope You never   &nbs...
Posted by ***Dos*** on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 07:56:00 PST

Bread

Comfortable stillness sat between us   We practice making us   like making bread adding this & a little bit of that   Leaving it alone it'll rise with a comfortable stillness &nb...
Posted by ***Dos*** on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 03:18:00 PST

Say

Selected              Blind are those eyes Seasons          ;       &nbs...
Posted by ***Dos*** on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 01:03:00 PST

for see

Grab those glasses              things have gotten                  ...
Posted by ***Dos*** on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 12:55:00 PST

Breaking

I'll tell you. She wrote the eulogy before the circles stared.   She wrote, It was her and not you.   She signed under an alias.   I'll tell you.  ...
Posted by ***Dos*** on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 05:21:00 PST

a promise

&and define              this love   Mouths have no sound or shape Eyes speak,           . ..
Posted by ***Dos*** on Wed, 30 May 2007 09:38:00 PST

what is

It could have been at a honky-tonk   Silence was in her tone enveloped with a rich harmony of forth right love that was left in the free pile of the free bin   Sedated and usually self ...
Posted by ***Dos*** on Tue, 29 May 2007 08:25:00 PST

untitled

Excuse me while I put on my see through heart   Follow me? Try this Laugh at that   You see me smile Believe that And I don't cry Believe that   Excuse me while I put on my see throu...
Posted by ***Dos*** on Tue, 29 May 2007 08:14:00 PST