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intransient
this song as old as god's mule tilling autumn fields under big sky behind me this surely and purple prose ahead forever thus declare i from this space yet time alone cannot dissuade an eternal wheel from turning … -
Polaris Revised
Impinging on snow, the light from a single star is shattered into a million smaller points of light. As there may be more than one star in the sky, please note this is a simplified case. This is life. Wear goggles. … -
new best time
roll out three wheels down my intake scoop at first narrow then breathing and breathing i feel this wet machine widen it thinks therefore it says yes let's go yes let's fly on this ground today low over this asphalt run… -
Point of View
We are all that we are, yes but also all that we are not. I'm pretty sure we might just be much larger than we thought.really -
a brief history of fire
the fire that boils the water than turns the wheel that turns the crank begins in a place i cannot see so i watch without watching igniting sparks at time's crossing cascading through firedoors, casually propped open… -
design i hope it's intelligent
i keep looking over the shimmering surfaces of this eight-sided cube and find it frustratingly insufficient of dimension to find the reason why two rivers one red, one white and blue flowing from the same source only… -
fence
i want to be bold worry i've grown too old i want to heal, think i am ill to raise, but i have fallenso i start a fire in the flame but chickenshit fear and my rhyme's too lame to ride this coaster up and down oh! to… -
requiem for a mission accomplished
last night we spoke watching it fall from the inside this landslide of days this gentle loving collapse of embraces still present but without purpose***but then i fought for you in the days when you needed me walke… -
Focal Planes Overhead
No pictures, no audio files. No report of any substance. ambiguity intended Love More. Think Less. Short post unappended. ps: i love you -
Return Route
at work he dreamt of rockets and spinning outward unfolding unknown from zero point to escape velocity it drove this need of all men to flee the center he was a man could walk that way was strongbut when he saw her she'd…
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...but i love him just the same.
