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October 20, 2007

junk mail

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September 23, 2007

a crack in the revolution

I imagine revolutions start in coffee houses like this one Down a side street in Pamplona, below ground in a place that smells like history No tourists or would be writers here only a merry band of brothers Who vow to right the social wrongs of society through force of...

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September 12, 2007

the shakes

I am one big mass of jumbled craziness insanity sweeps over me urging me somewhere forward to a place I’ve never been, a road I don’t know.  I’ve got the shakes again I want to speed the journey to its end

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September 11, 2007

echo

I’m standing on the edge of my mind killing time before I fall into the black pit and hear my silent scream echo for eternity.

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September 8, 2007

cherry pants

My mind is fair to mild this morning I sense a storm forming thunder hides the conflict in my head lightening reveals her cherry red pants on my bed quietly she stands misunderstood a rebel between causes she pauses but does not stop to think why I could not die...

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September 4, 2007

on the edge of forever (2nd draft)

The world is closing in I cannot see the sky. Trapped like the wings of a butterfly between the fingers of little boys. The Shadow lingers waiting for me to falter, And like the panther in the wings, dark and sullen, ready to pounce and rip the bones from my...

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September 3, 2007

whispers

Fate whispers in my ear gentle and faint. She reminds me that I am mortal and must live each day full of passion and grace.

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August 29, 2007

breasts

Who’s breasts these are I think I know Her face I can’t remember though She will not see me looking down The top of her white-laced gown She’s telling me about the ballet And how her boss got sacked Tuesday I stare longer than intended I think she might be...

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August 21, 2007

my birthday poem

This is in very rough shape as I just woke up and it rolled off my pen this morning, but I want to post it before the day runs away from me: Thirty-nine years ago I was without form and void In the darkness of my mother’s womb I could...

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August 16, 2007

on meeting my muse

Green eyes burn fierce like a trash can on Fire Black hair falls short on slender shoulders Black dress mocks the night hides the mystery of subtle hips Black monster boots boosts height three inches taller Painted green dragon breathes fire on back Against skin like milk on a silk...

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August 10, 2007

in the beginning was the Word

My words are freedom words. With words I set my Self free from forces unchecked festering in old wounds, stagnate in pools of my own bile fruit-less Words expand consciousness Words connect and disconnect subconscious With intellect The new science of words Words that change minds In the beginning was...

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August 7, 2007

behind enemy lines

My father child of war went off to the jungle came back a whore He brought back his broken body but behind enemy lines he left his mind And his soul too.  He must have seen something in the light we couldn’t see Because he’d turn out the lights and...

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July 26, 2007

white sheets

My soul is trapped in your white sheets We talk of time and things dear your breast half-exposed untouched but dreadfully near The dawn beckons something new taunting, teasing, tempting me away from the comfort of your white sheets a thousand times I’ve turned away from your familiar touch grown...

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July 22, 2007

faith

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. Hebrews 11:1 Faith is an invisible force which you cannot see or hear or touch or taste or smell Yet the essence of all we believe cannot exist without faith You have to have faith...

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July 20, 2007

her dreams have gone to bed

The wind whispers between raindrops of yesterday’s past the memory of her last kiss fades to black She can see her happiness stagger out the front door into the arms of another perfumed night Her broken dreams have all gone to bed haunted by ghosts of lines left unsaid In...

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July 6, 2007

oblivion (first draft)

Old man saddles up to the bar says I need a liquid transfusion of your best cold stuff It’s the image of her eyes filled up to despise all the stupid little things I’ve done I’m haunted by the sounds of her sobs in the dark when she thinks I’m...

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July 2, 2007

chemical attraction

When I need a goodnight’s sleep I mix myself a cocktail Of chemicals There’s a couple of ways To make the mix Either solo or in pairs But by far The sweeter brew Is that made by two All you need is a little Up and down motion A pinch...

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June 28, 2007

all the paths I could travel

All the paths I could Travel are pointing me In 360 directions Which path I choose Is hard for me To imagine. If I move in one direction The circle collapses and My path becomes fixed I can’t help but wonder What would happen if I chose another path Where...

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June 23, 2007

when ravens cry

You are a raven Against a blank sky The earth hides her colours From you while you hide Your true Self from her Your soul sighs behind a Prison of your own making Pacing back and forth In your tired eyes A prisoner, wrongly imprisoned Crying out for freedom Your...

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