Tag: bridges
member name: thomas w.
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July 14, 2008 03:22 PM EDT --
the Navajo have no cash flowing:
nab a pint.
sit with one.
maybe you can ask him why.
from afar, they see cities of flashing light--
cities they believe pretty.
full of blacks and whites. . . .
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June 30, 2008 06:52 AM EDT --
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June 21, 2008 02:24 AM EDT --
she is a room i brood in:
i've moved in.
the walls starve for my dark arts--
pictures and music. -it is disputed, but little is known.
about the broken phone jack, or the shift on the floor. . . .
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July 25, 2008 09:20 PM EDT --
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
this is the Myspace Blog i've been trying to dig up all day. it belongs on Gather, or my name is Earl.
Monday, May 28, 2007 . . .
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June 30, 2008 06:49 AM EDT --
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June 21, 2008 01:57 AM EDT --
she ate me
before she made to taste me,
consumed me
erst she knew me,
loved me
without judging me lovely,
for
we haven't yet met,
so
ready-get-set...
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June 24, 2008 07:59 PM EDT --
it is uneven:
shadows dapple it as i flow, and all is agile--
my mouth is open, eating air in exquisite measures
i hunt here
and always have
the game goes on and on ahead, unaware as of . . .
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July 30, 2008 05:20 PM EDT --
he came before them, harp in hand.
the fire danced betwixt.
an owl hooted--guarded; low.
a spark amidst the sticks
decided. -instantly, it lept:
a'lighted on his sleeve.
he . . .
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July 28, 2008 05:41 PM EDT --
That we were wide awake was of no import. That Uriah knew of them meant little. That he had told me enough to convince me was irrelevant; that I sat beside his . . .
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