Jason Buskey
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blackA Poem by Jason Buskeyi lookedand sawnothingthedistancecontinuedandit seemedjustout ofreachsooni held itin myhandsuntilthenumbnessleft methenfolded itneatlyintosmallerpiece.. |
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A Filthy AnimalA Poem by Jason BuskeyA smile so singularThe darkness crept in fearSought refugeIn the deepest silenceFestering like all woundsIt waitedA filthy animalFilled with spiteIt f.. |
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TalonsA Poem by Jason BuskeyWhats left whenMemories talonsSlash throughEvery smileEvery breathThat mufflesScreamsI don’t want itNot nowI don’t want to rememberThe gra.. |
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we will conquerA Poem by Jason Buskeyfor my lost love |
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the blind puppeteersA Poem by Jason Buskeymore for my true love |
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stream of consciousness (kissing the ashes)A Poem by Jason Buskeypoems for my lost love |
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The WatchmakerA Story by Jason Buskeysynchronicity, freewill, fate |
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Billy SundayA Story by Jason Buskeyfictional short inspired by someone i once knew.... |
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the map is not the territoryA Poem by Jason Buskeya mother holds her childs hand (as if in imitation of the sea and shore beside them) and says softly to him, "see this is a boardwalk, its m.. |
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asymmetryA Poem by Jason Buskeywhich reflects your realtiy? lost dimensions of unequaled rhythm condemned to a pinpoint in space time manifesting itself in broken numbered days .. |
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