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july 20, 1918

play along;it's the same old songco-operate,play alonggo through the motions,make believe;experience firsthandthe law of diminishing returnsobsess silentlyabout somehow beating the odds;sleep fitfully...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Aug 2009 00:51:00 GMT

and so i watch....

a thousand impulses bega thousand oliver twists ask for moreknowing there isn't anypains, panesof lucidity, of distances unfathomableseperate us interminablyhopelessly hunger, fever, thirstforever out...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Jul 2009 12:54:00 GMT

conscript killer

i watch you with my quadrisected sight,see youmiserable, starving and coldand my breath catches in my throatwondering if my hatred is really lovebut this thought passesand i draw another quiet breatht...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Jul 2009 12:48:00 GMT

just a haiku i played in the haiku game thread that i was particularly pleased with

rose petals rained downfrom cloudless sapphire-blue skies;heaven was dreaming
Posted by on Sun, 28 Jun 2009 13:00:00 GMT

untitled lines

dull gazeprecipiceinaccessible recessestauntingattempted ignorancesfailingpaling faces loom and leerwaiting for the inevitable fallbut it seems to never comeperpetual expectationwears holes in bones a...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Jun 2009 23:41:00 GMT

fitful sleepings part four (recycling)

free associationslurred ad libitum'when your pupils are this dilatedyou can see micro-singularities'(being born near a black hole doesn't hurt;some things you have to see to believe)'the whole year in...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Jun 2009 09:27:00 GMT

fitful sleepings part three (recycling)

seeing a mushroom cloud close up,that's a problemfinding humour in others' failures,that's a problemhuffing and tutting at all the world's wrongsis likely a problem, too, butfeeling the glow at 9 a.m....
Posted by on Mon, 08 Jun 2009 07:58:00 GMT

fitful sleepings part two (recycling)

nothing like going to las vegasto leaveunderstand, i'm not so particular,not so romantically inclined;here's as good a place as any(wherever here may be)my comings and goings get lostincongruous love ...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Jun 2009 10:39:00 GMT

fitful sleepings part one (recycling)

i could see myself  'leaving las vegas'as the marquee lights on the stripburst and fizzled in my wakethinking to myself that maybe if i looked backthe random neon flickerings of the bulbs which remain...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Jun 2009 03:56:00 GMT

reflections[2nd draft] (thanks for the input sycotik ms.)

city lightsall hung in the skyterrifying and beautifulcaught my eye60 on 529crossing the abysstumultuously;a fast five mileswhich has strangled hours beforecounting seafloor footstepson and on i flewu...
Posted by on Mon, 18 May 2009 11:06:00 GMT