My Friends Are Dead

Created: 07/07/2008 2:48am

My friends are dead. And, of course, I don't judge the dead any differently than the living. Most of us have had the same dreams, the same hopes, the same thoughts of wonder during the frostbitten night. I sometimes find myself back ...

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Another Failure

Created: 08/09/2008 9:34pm

What are we going to do when there is nothing left But scattered objects Organized by size by color by thought Songs that we wrote Paintings we brought home The dust from the front porch And we leave our so-called belongings For others to seize interpret remember imbued with all of o...

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This is For

Created: 01/30/2009 2:20am

This is for the ones who walk with me Sometimes My beautiful, scentless, tasteless marvels of wonder Attached to chaos The invisible twisting wind Flowing with digits and duality This is for the ones who recognize me Maybe My tireless, chattering, rebellious citizens of hopelessne...

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