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VegasFog / only hides / the external
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Apr 2, 2012
Holding onIn vain, / I searched my apartment / instantly
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Jul 20, 2011
That's not YoursThe days have past when new formulas were still being invented/discovered. "There is nothing new under the sun." Existence is non-specific to me. How disturbing! How selfish! I have lived countless lives before and will continue to live the lives of many others. At least, what I imagine could be the lives of other people. The experiences I have felt are copies. The words falling out of my mouth, just plagiarism. These thoughts have been thought; these colors have been worn. What is a "personality" but a slightly interesting combination of recycled qualities and dispositions (hooked unwillingly into the cheek of said victim)? The streets I have walked are public. This book has already been read. / In this realization, unconscious or unnecessary, we continue to strive for our individual goal (OUR individual goal): the goal of uncovering some new piece with which to happily accessorize the vast, possibly endless, puzzle which we call our repertoire, OUR repertoire.
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Apr 13, 2011
A god in RuinsLet me encapsulate my evening for those less informed: / I see everything, know everything / what a burden! what distraught!
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Apr 13, 2011
The Pilloryashamed, i am: / ashamed alone. / without other bricks,
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Apr 13, 2011
Hidding (a Man in a Fish)Win twice for the girl and once for the fight / Close sunglasses for curtains et vite pro night / Born thrice for the breath yet none that I like
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Mar 13, 2011
Can you hear me?Can you hear me breathing / Can you hear me sighing / Can you hear me feeling?
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Nov 16, 2010
Winning in LosingBreak the window, / fake the claim, / run away and,
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Nov 16, 2010
Untenable BastardsMemory is a game / I lost / long ago.
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Nov 11, 2010
The Nine Hour KissI kissed a woman today / for nine hours. / It felt
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Oct 23, 2010
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