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Coming TogetherHundreds of those small black birds / Soaring above a golden hill / Grass dead, as they thought they were,
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Feb 25, 2013
A CommencementThey are all the same / Standing in formation / Eggs in a carton
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Feb 23, 2013
Futon IntermissionThe fabric is atmosphere / and popcorn ceiling stars / no matter the time of day
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Feb 22, 2013
PrecautionsOrange cones of light, / Dotting the cityscape / Like pillars of broken glass
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Feb 21, 2013
Coma PatientBrown hair blue eyes awakes from a brief slumber, / respite isn't found in the black curtain of sleep, / not in the office chair at a desk,
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Jan 30, 2013
Breaking HeadlinesThe glass is flying too quickly, / time is shuddering like a demolished foundation, / and I can feel snapping in my chest,
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Jan 30, 2013
Floating in SpaceI can see everything from up here, / watching you against the freckled backdrop, / that marble I made home,
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Jan 30, 2013
AntsAnts in formation on a sidewalk, / carrying shreds in their maws, / and releasing it for their brethren to appreciate,
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Jan 28, 2013
SkidposhConcrete barriers along a stretch of highway, / separating congested lanes and open road, / they're sitting ducks in a stagnant pond,
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Jan 24, 2013
OakOnce I saw an old tree / with a knot bulging in the bark, / so I tried to hack it off
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Jan 12, 2013
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