owen-phillipsWhisper

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RippleCome with me into voluptuous darkness / And let your eyes and ears dissolve / Until we're just bodies
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Mar 13, 2014
Parking LotIn the parking lot they wear glass masks / And pay authority no respect. / They devour each other and pay dearly for convenience,
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Mar 13, 2014
electronic dissonanceYeah you facebook friended me and you / Tend to like my posts and I don't mean / You actually like them but when the display tells me you like them,
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Mar 13, 2014
Siren Song of FireThe softness of feminine beauty / Shimmers at the ends of long, winding trails, / Back-lighting the swaying ferns and vines
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Mar 13, 2014
WetnessEndless moments of solitude are the base line for existence / Hiding from the rain in an empty park under a picnic shelter / Watch the clouds move,
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Jun 11, 2013
Fear or CompassionI've seen two / separate / Shattered turtle shells (and heads and legs and tails)
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Jun 11, 2013
A CharacterI always hoped you were talking about me / And it's so easy to project my own identity onto anything / I saw myself as an emergent phenomenon within your body of work
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Jun 11, 2013
The Radiance Between UsAre you with me / or are you / having trouble
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Jun 11, 2013
We Identify with the WaterSummoned by winds of continuous change / We marched half-sleeping through May / Resting on private lands up high in trees we hide ourselves from prying eyes
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May 30, 2013
PM Automatic 3This trail leads to the animal crossing / It fails to accommodate intrepid adventurers, / Bushy tailed explorers, mountain climbers,
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May 9, 2013
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