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My Only
Other Visitor
Savage, serene skin like a homogenized dream, and night’s
darkness worn as a cloak, she speaks to wolves in their..
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somewhere betweenmentality and physicality,went fishing for my Light
in a sea of troublesome shades
sideways mudfish
wriggle the hal..
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not sure if it's finished,
or if it makes sense,
but this one bothers me
in the most delightful way.
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fell
through
your
ice,
and
caught
fire.
now, I’m waiting for a soul
kind enough to stomp me out,
and
..
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Leaving Vegas infrareddark dark night, power off, black strip, sunset silhouetteslarge birds washed in water and moth wingsrain on the glass, rain on ..
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speaking in tongues,
passionless,
lies cut meat,
truths slice tendon,
he warbling
skewed Gospel,
while sweating
r..
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in the muddy redbrick downtown
of my muddy redbrick soul
dogs sing yesterday’s blessings to the whorish
moon
childlike eyes smile..
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whitewall speed-spin
eagle wings aflame
chrome demon
screams on a chromatic scale
satellite radio resurrection
Bill Hicks giggles g..
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Everything is shadowy until the light hits it right, you
explained. Just before dusk, blackbirds swallowed the sun. There was a boy with
one arm..
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I took my head to a mechanic, but his hands were too large to adjust the timing chain. Yesterday had overtaken today, and there was nothing tomorrow..
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