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i could be wrong, pt. 1no, i saw you stand when you felt / compelled by some substantial guilt / to flee the concrete stoop and spout
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Feb 10, 2012
i could be wrong, pt. 1no, i saw you stand when you felt / compelled by some substantial guilt / to flee the concrete stoop and spout
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Feb 10, 2012
now infant i is dead, what keeps you entertained?i think i’ve killed it / i can see it deflating in the skull’s corner / all of it
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Feb 7, 2012
... and don't be surprised that i burn other fuels*listen, its like this:* / say you live in a cold house / you have a fireplace
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Jan 18, 2012
Morningi have a cut on the bottom of my foot / how, i don’t know / when, i don’t know
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Dec 15, 2011
Attentionfire is the cyclin / of my sleeping cells / i confide that the sirens
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Dec 15, 2011
The Mantrayou are absolutely necessary and utterly unimportant. / you are not important because / everything is important and important means
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Dec 13, 2011
If Its Drawn in the Dye, is it Really Such a Lie?There’s no sense in trying to describe the present / it always runs like dye; / diffused and confused by constant currents
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Dec 13, 2011
I Used to KnowThe medals from Vietnam only saw light / when it fanned beneath the bed / so that when you removed them
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Dec 13, 2011
A Scene Shop Carpenteri didn’t come here to smell like roses. / the stain in my shirt; blue paint crystalized in cotton / and greased in sawdusty sweat,
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Dec 13, 2011
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