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sage francis- makeshift patriot.

"frank, what's up man ( Read more... )

the cops, they don't make eye-contact, and they all seem to wear the same tough-man bret hart sunglasses, perhaps they are standard issue, i don't know. they don't give you a straight answer when you ask them how they feel about all this, but pretend to talk into their shoulder mounted radio-set in code that doesn't exist. they might say something ( Read more... )

though my arm is sore from blood offerings to the asphalt, bitch cop with a pressure point and a pension plan, there's another tomorrow, the arm fair still flailing; this clause is lost to me ( Read more... )

between phone calls made and not made but wanting to make but respecting space, i watched 'the yes men' today. a good movie, movement, what have you, i'm joined now, anyway. less and less sleep i think i just saw a flash of tyler durden, space-monkey. it's about the newest endeavor undertaken by the minds that brought you the parodic www.gatt.org, ( Read more... )

starving off sleep a little longer,
it runs a finger from between the crevice of rib,
and raised to its nose, smells for you.
nostrils flared, eyes red from deprivation,
a wind-up toy with only ends to walk from.
with only what may deepen deep-end
to depend on.

he's got fasting black lungs made of clove splintered shardsthere are no four ( Read more... )

exactly this time next month ( Read more... )

stars- what the snowman learned about love

how the heart bends
and summer,
she sends
a sky
that refuses
to die

with the weeds of the sea
that wrap 'round our knees
and a sun
too hot
to go down

you come around
you come around
you come around
you come around
you come around
you come around
you come around...

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(roll sitcom ( Read more... )

you will be imprisoned for the fashion of the thread of his umbrella when staring out the window ( Read more... )

(rub it's back ( Read more... )

read this! critics are giving it four stars ( Read more... )