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 Tell me, city, of your dusty sidewalks Shopping carts led by wrinkles and whiskers Gunshots and brown'd parks Garbage... [read more] |
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Floats the scattered chill child Over his august cloud dream Shrinking from blue canvass for the fields below Clutching imaginary friends to... [read more] |
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These words cannot scream loud enough this silence Will not break And generations deaf to My cries Trod and pound at my head slowly sinkin... [read more] |
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Sleeping with her dreams in mind Curled up in her hair Wrapped within her silken spirit Embraced by her soft sighing smile Our skin fantasis... [read more] |
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We are the watching and the watched, the living and the life itself. Faster our minds cross the traverse, farther are hands flung, our sigh... [read more] |
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Camel-driver of exquisite ocean Sandwaves tower godlike above your steps Moving power lace wind shows Lost desert crosser A side of life uns... [read more] |
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falling through time at full speed we freefall with the blast wave ahead of its own future so far ahead it is the p... [read more] |
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Blind wind's child drops his toys Gathers his axe shreds his nursery To falling eroded tatters recieves no punishment Shrouded and hidden in... [read more] |
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Silent silken oh so very still star-bespeckled sweet night of vision and radiance Ocean lapping at toes I've kissed she pouty crinkled s... [read more] |
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Angels and ministers of grace defended us Love is proof of the dimly lit justice And that spark of beauty may have failed To ignite in us be... [read more] |
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These paths go everywhere The guide has turned back And the snow is blinding Our feet are uncertain and leaden And the lightning whispers Po... [read more] |
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Would you like an extra minute The waitress cried I wondered how much more I could write [read more] |
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Spontaneously the kings Of a livingroom devolve The structure of anthropoids Of language putting Darwin On trial condemn invaders Cambellian... [read more] |
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Some never sleep again unless death is akin to slumber Some sleep on pavement Clutching that hard-earned bottle To their breast like death... [read more] |
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Rocks and water and sun Jungle of bent branches Floating light-worshipped leaves Staring downhill with the canyon breeze Snow-water gurgl... [read more] |