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• Shine That Dime!

  July 31, 2007

  And wouldn't you know it, you can only go as far as you throw it,(Go on. Throw it.), where the flow would never go below it. So take a step (How about five?), make a leap past the secret that you keep, where you crept, where you sleep, where you've kept all the tears that…

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• L’Église Rouge

  July 30, 2007

  Blacklight, backlit on the white of your lies, the red of your thighs, the blue of your eyes. Your sin is the sweetest smile against my skin, thin from all the pins in my spine, all the gin on my mind, [un]confined, undefined. So why don't you grind your hips into my grip, and why…

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• Misguided

  July 29, 2007

  I'm hanging on the eve of your sleeve, because you wouldn't believe that I would grieve when you would leave behind all the bereaved weavers on the street, ready to meet the fleet of crushing feet, full of sleet and freezing heat. She peered at the back of his boots. They were the colour of…

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• No More, No More

  July 26, 2007

  7/26/200715:30 You're pacing, like your heart's racing, the way that you're facing the lacing of my skirt, and my undershirt, like you could flirt with the hems and the sleeves, on the eaves of my wrists that held your fists not moments ago, while you went with the flow, and I went against the ti...

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• Street Science

  December 12, 2006

  1/29/200203:30 His eyes had grown wide and were hypotonic with the tears he could not cry but always felt. There were blood cells lingering in armies on his fingertips as he gazed at the jagged incision tracing the tissue of his sister's throat. An inexplicable urge insisted that he take in the p...

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• Don’t Listen to Bohemians

  December 11, 2006

  he says, he says......................... that he loves the way you smell,......................... he loves the way you smile,......................... though she says, she says she'll take him back for a while, when all your tears will swell, but don't you tell any secrets to beguile when he's ...

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• Machinations

  November 7, 2006

  The lingering (bittersweet) scent of your flesh on my fingers triggers all the figures of my overactive imagine it wasn't only infatua ation, the automatic emancipation of my (b e a t i n g) heart from my head, from the chart tracing my DREAD to the start you took in my stead. Oh, and…

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• Mute

  November 5, 2006

  I have nothing left to say, bereft of clay from the theft of day. I'll not wet my lips to bite on fingertips while paper rips through the words that desperately trip and slip through my grip. I'm pressing lead into everything I'd ever said about the red in my head, while I stayed in…

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• Drops

  July 26, 2006

  6/25/2002 ..........i.........lov........ethew.......ayyoucr..................................l.......ywithyo.................................ike........urlie.................................promi..............................................singa...............................................sky...

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