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 This was my moonday. In the dark sky, love to takea leap? Who was a drunkard?I don't think aboutmyself to create something new.Why did you c... [read more] |
 In the quiet shadows of their minds, they dwell, Where whispers of doubt cast a lingering spell. Unseen chains forged in the heart of despai... [read more] |
 how cluttered is that corner fiendishly fishing out the old Dimweel ack! attacked with a weet wacker during the interim on my waypoin... [read more] |
 For today’s blessing I thought it would be neat to yield my pen to one of the Niitsitapi tribe We gave them the name Blackfeet:... [read more] |
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For our first full day in Glacier these two old children of the sun thought it would be fun to get up early before the crowds …and he... [read more] |
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PAX RANA HOLLOW MAN SO FEABLE WITH BLANK LOOKS IN HIS EYES HOLLOW MAN MANY VULTURES STANDING AT HIS SIDES HOLLOW MAN CREATES THE BEGI... [read more] |
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monsoon of monstrous magnitude after all, you saw the stolen secret dedicated to my desk for the rest of the day the key to my heart…... [read more] |
 Verse 1ReflectionsAll we have becomeOn opposite ends Of a shattered spectrumBreaking each otherFor reasons whyTo findNo one seems To ever bo... [read more] |
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In the hush of dawn, where shadows weave, A silent seed, the earth does cleave. No fanfare marks its tender rise, Yet there it blooms beneat... [read more] |
 J J B J O B J O E B J O E B D J O E B I D J O E B I D N J O E B I D E N J O E B I D E N D J O E B I D E N D O J O E B I D... [read more] |
 styrofoam matchstick earthquake girl what I wouldn’t give to own you like words owe you like rent / you smile at me with too many eyes / giv... [read more] |
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make me a sandwich make me a command not much else I can do but tell you what you want to hear give me perspective but only his would... [read more] |
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wait a minute what’s a minute count me out and leave me dry kaleidoscope the ways I’m sodden never let a minute pass light it up and... [read more] |
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In the waning sunhow far the light will go to bitethe darkness of my loneliness?A flawed explosionfalls at midnight to cause a moraltrauma.... [read more] |
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Mr. Michael here he had a beautifully bound leather flop of a bible. On the cover was written GO IRELAND! with green sharpie marker, and to... [read more] |