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The Great CollapseWhile washing tarnished hands; / The waters run black, spiraling down / An even darker abyss.

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Feb 24, 2013

A Symbol is a PromisePerched on a shelf surrounded by its products; / the multitude of moments, caught and hung / on hooks. A black eye, engulfing all that comes into focus.

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Feb 24, 2013

Cap-PeléBest enjoyed / listening to the B-side of Tom Wait’s / Heart Attack and Vine

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Feb 24, 2013

Punch DrunkI wish inspiration could be injected / intravenously, without delay. That / I could wrap a rubber band around

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Feb 24, 2013

I wanted diamonds but I'll settle for these;Cubic zirconium eyes, and a tip toe too far / that I'm tittering on the cusp of something / that is even remotely coherent.

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Oct 3, 2011

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