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Saturday, September 17, 2005



bags of really good seraphim marks
hotheaded corotid arts U
so stalky cold
so splintered before copies made
shopping hands to do shopping
raisin hands to do sharing
cold peonies
belt felt in weird ways
my flame and cold satchel
Gaul flies
we all we you be
a bumblebee
and a wasp
a nightmare wire
coded candies
and a thousand hat skulls
so standing on oxygen blocks



Wednesday, September 07, 2005

lox
time travelling boats
constrictors share with me
stories of defeat and triumph
blown into each other's mouths
brown tooth
let me look inside you
levels and layers of concrete
a mess
my drowned friend
a fire a lease a cat
and twenty more of that
so run and hide it in your slippers
and tell me more lies about the police
and give me a hair bone
and tell me not to worry about that

short skirt
a headache of belief
brown train cometh
to take deer away from the headlights
and fray my lawn
and give me bowls of old soup
to sip





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