it'd be interesting if i could convince myself to write again, even often.

i don't know, but it's been said, "we'll rest forever when we're dead."

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media mavens mount surgical strikes from trapper keeper collages and online magazine racks ( Read more... )

( gets to me. )

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the strangest dreams live in this head.

asking questions doesn't answer them.

first bar, i'm back in the ears of a dead man.

drunk on an echo of despondence.

two-oh-six and not a star in view;
brunt eyes and heavy lungs,
taught tendons and ground teeth,
all
at fifty-five thousand rpm.

pushing the confines to escape everything through an equation of distance and velocity.

stoking the ember for everything it's worth.
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