November 2010
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Closed Eyes
In the black. In the black void. In the black void find me under a bootsole ‘till you’ve encompassed all. The void. Myself. The boot. The sole. In the red ideas hang like moments or snowflakes found timeless suspended in a black sky. At times they’ll be poked. Others grasped. Others they’ll encompass all. In solitude it’s difficult not to encompass all. I find the rumored existence of...
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a villanelle for my girlfriend the snoozapotamus
My snoozapotamus enjoys scheming against the sun, and i feel boisterous when she looks fabulous with her makeup and hair all done. My snoozapotamus always comes back to us when thinking of where to have fun, and I feel boisterous when she is humorous at the bar when we meet someone. My snoozapotamus can be so dexterous avoiding the light of the sun, and i feel boisterous when she looks fabulous...
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kingdoms of maggots
he can’t stop screaming at the screen. as if the fault lies there, diving down into creases, digging through sheets, imagining realities where ignorance doesn’t find pride, doesn’t find the hubris that befalls putrid kingdoms of maggots and sarah palin. as if the screen could do the thinking when it knows how bad this is, how loveless of one’s country this is, how can evil...