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Monthly Archives: October 2001
fat, high backwoods plenty shoemaker city to the unstruck chord “i am the lord” she cried alive she died in the arms of a stranger the life of the lotus let be your light the eightfold path your fodder growing … Continue reading
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Re: ants
baked potato carrying tablets (in self defense?) the armature of the city tower of babble death is a wastebasket confetti of lost souls rising like groping thru silence climbing to the dreamwall ceiling yellow sunshine bathe in the liquid milky … Continue reading
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ants
they came boiling out of the hole like a wave ‘o evil and i screamed loose it boys and we did we poured into them like cheese on the nachos billions of ants screaming that high wavering ant scream you … Continue reading
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it all starts at home
i awake in the swirling mist of night i have never felt such darkness but just as a light shines from its source so the black of a dead heart runs its course bombs and planes and melted steel and … Continue reading
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The Jaguar God
The humid slinky silver night Conceals knowing emerald eyes Did a shadow shift against those trees? I think I’ll have that drink now please. The drums begin so low and slow The fire weakly pretends to protect The beat reminds … Continue reading
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Collateral Damage
Her exquisite corpse Blood in cooling crystals flows A stiffening breeze blows And she stiffens in the breeze Blind and staring glazy eyes Reflect a firmament she’ll never see While Orion slowly sheaths his starry sword And marches stately clockwork-like … Continue reading
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chuffachuffa
hurtle through the jungle comuscle ordinate center real solo 1932 new guinea a new man came up jaguar fast smooth faced streaming and trails the fastest that ever lived hunter and father hallucishroom user lover and fighter in the tough … Continue reading
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Thru a bonobo’s eyes
I look through the forest I long for it and yet My home has gone Is my species all done? Those brothers in clothes Except for these diapers. But I can tell the colors of your dreams We tried to … Continue reading
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they call me the ocean skipper prince of tides the captain of my soul i face the wind face pelted with sea mist forever shoals rise off of starboard the lickin’ mist a cloud a shroud one-dimensional leaper rural cosmic … Continue reading
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palau year
we lived for a year almost everybody on the 609th islet its perfect water blue to green to beach the best to eat and drink running leaping around swimming diving flying andy and i made a people launcher a thousand … Continue reading
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dry wash
dugong city wrappers round simian swirls in the forgotten dusk. in pools sunken i think his name is byron he is the ghost god and will show you how to live
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topper
swinging super cats make the maul hypin’ sweet melody man lurids tenth floor walkup flat bathroom tenement face in the mirror saxaphone bass clarinet drums nothing means anything but the music life a rolling painting behind the lead and catching … Continue reading
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