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broken things can be loved more for the breaking treasured for their cracks the rough edges traced by sensitive fingertip down your healed spine ..

we of the long grass are the inconvenient loose change in your pockets and purses we live day to day and clawing hand to mouth on weathered..

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shadows shorten slowly slowly stolen by the sinking sun solemn orange leaves fall graceful as the wrinkled lines between all that we have seen a..

guns are buried in history dirt. secreted bullets in bodies best left where they rest. sit / watch / muse in rocking chair on porch and keep c..

when i have lost as much as gained and smiles are painted prostitutes its only then that whittled circumstance dictates i stow my gun a..

surface dapples in cool something seen yet intangible to an eye and its first inkling transcendent of the superficial in space and time ..