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Arrive

the capturing of a moment in time this little realm of photograph and the day can be as clear as mud we walked through to get here and all of our devotion to the place we have been heading is … Continue reading

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3 words

I found a very old page today it was such an old piece of paper I knew it was something delicate my hands had to be so carefull with on it was some Egyptian letters and in the hieroglyphic fashion … Continue reading

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eve

we are here to find our times together to fuzzy-couch-sit and talk about any old think no matter how silly do you see how you are to me a wishful sun and a sunbeam from under a cloud you invent … Continue reading

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The allowed way is not here; not on this creative trail where a delay can actually be quicker, when a halting of the process moves things along and no one saw that coming, but wherever you are is not as … Continue reading

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Us

to think too long too hard the day can be wasted if I didn’t get out of my own brain and go out and do the action I said I would five thousand seconds later the thought comes to me … Continue reading

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pad

Often, it started this way; when it came time for lying down, you knew I would be singing your energy… I came so close to rebuilding my life without you, that I, honestly, had considered giving only one more chance … Continue reading

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Soundtrack

while a moment of moonlight casts a faint shadow; slowly, to a jazz sax, people who don’t see the world in rose color have bothered to say goodbye to me today. way to go, rapid heartbeat, you surprised me. well, … Continue reading

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This time

hhmmmm. the tabletop. so from left to right, it is all sentimental. First there is the words on newspaper that combat boredom. yawn. then, salt and pepper that attacks my lunch. next, a drink of energy and purple, of berry … Continue reading

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song for M

there are only so many ways to discover this location, and your strong-headedness got you here; so you had a chance to use your will, and you well-muscled back was sore by the time we finally got those oranges. A … Continue reading

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Like raindrops fall

The last day will be the end of the month, on that midnight. My bandages still have blood on them, but don’t you worry, I will be out of your way shortly. And, actually, there is a lot of pain … Continue reading

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