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Mr. hard-hat toys with fissures,
licks weeping vile drip-lets to
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In the Epmreyon, I see him,
the angel or a man
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He observes a blank line,
inquiring as to recent events,
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Under upwards shading skin
black egg drum thin, stretched
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To see them lay their bodies down is chilling, this silicon view-switch
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Wanting of lyric, a tune meandering out
by The Tower
17 lines,
on Nov 7 10:55 PM 2008
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The world in pen and ink, or white pencil on shadow canvas,
by The Tower
7 lines,
on Oct 14 12:08 AM 2008
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In those days we were full green, never thinking far ahead to regret,
by The Tower
11 lines,
on Oct 14 12:05 AM 2008
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Concepts of whirlwinds notwithstanding much thicker the chi runs here,
by The Tower
18 lines,
on Sep 14 1:57 AM 2008
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All the sky in a single moment, a proud skyline dissolves,
by The Tower
6 lines, 3 comments,
on Aug 28 9:24 PM 2008
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Blue serene
held deep as breath,
by The Tower
16 lines,
on Aug 25 3:42 PM 2008
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It sleeps in the belly behind
watchfull dogs, the black behind
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The grayest inklings
tickle stomach and throat,
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trimmed back green woulds wet with sap,
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Xylophone tumblings,
the keys a marble stair,
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With a touch, ice electric
cold shock they clench tight,
by The Tower
20 lines, 2 comments,
on Aug 7 3:56 PM 2008
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He pulses, thrums, and beats inside his skin drinking silence for white noise cultures,
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Given thought to the wild whispers
she wreaths herself in filtered
by The Tower
10 lines,
on Jul 25 12:43 AM 2008
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I see the littl-fingered pollyp,
green hovering in intersticial green
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Sorry so long to leave these echoes haunting,
I've found ways to space and spend time
by The Tower
20 lines,
on Jul 12 12:50 PM 2008
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The older one,
enligtened to a novice degree,
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No glory here in riding three-
quarter ark from fire to
by The Tower
25 lines,
on May 24 1:16 AM 2008
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How long i ride incandesced
candescent- 01101110
by The Tower
48 lines,
on May 18 4:53 PM 2008
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A hard-thin veil,
blood-candy coating on Gaia's firmament,
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Seats and rows shuffled full,
plum velvet framing
by The Tower
15 lines,
on Feb 16 3:48 PM 2008
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"I've heard it said
by some unremembered wise man,
by The Tower
54 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 1 4:17 PM 2008
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The downward spiral echo
of residual souls, catapaulted
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Standing tall under streetlight spotlight,
framed in darkling, angled forms of
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"My old darling rage,
keep thyself hidden."
by The Tower
58 lines, 1 comment,
on Nov 26 9:57 PM 2007
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This is nothing less
than an insult, surely
by The Tower
41 lines, 2 comments,
on Nov 15 10:15 PM 2007
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Sketched in demon effigy,
of stone and iron wrought,
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Husk pressed softly downward
feathered weight folds
by The Tower
44 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 20 4:48 PM 2007. In Dark
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Animate me, darling terror
wind my arms up o'er mine eyes
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