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the fire's huntevery move a memory / smoldering flesh and sinew / burned down to the bone
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Dec 17, 2010
wants it needs itthe air was thick and heavy and she waited for the storm to come / having in the heat of day sweated out the demons who haunt her nights / longing for the cleansing rain to dance her spirit free
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Oct 1, 2010
someone else's memorythe midday sun is high / and hot / and oppressive
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Oct 1, 2010
a trinity of fairy talesa trinity of fairy tales / man / woman
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Sep 26, 2010
naked bound blindnaked bound blind / this life is only a test / had it been a real life
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Sep 26, 2010
ode to the grandfatheryour winter time draws near as the / perfectly circular moon / spills its perfect circle of light
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Sep 26, 2010
who i could have been ifthe moon smiles her cheshire grin / through the icicle air / and taunts me with
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Sep 26, 2010
these voicestossing turning tumbling / these voices in my / head-heart-soul
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Sep 26, 2010
nevermodern days / modern lies / you can say it
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Sep 26, 2010
on death and vonnegutso it goes, he said, over and again. / and she knew he only said it to remind her / of her own duty dance with death
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Sep 26, 2010
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