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EcstasyI've done ecstasy. / No, I have not done / Ecstasy,
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Jun 15, 2016
49- Dancing on beamsFlorida saw a stormy weekend. / Buckets of rain / Poured out of the sky,
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Jun 15, 2016
EndI am surrounded by white / walls, they smell like / cleaning supplies.
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Feb 28, 2016
"There was a time I could say no one I knew had died."Local government, wretched round, which / everyone claims to care about. / A storm. A virus. Unprovable. they call it “some sort of new device”--
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Feb 23, 2016
Untitledand for a brief moment / i swore that the world i had once knew / would never return to its complacent being
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Dec 26, 2015
"You Can't Go Home Again"They say "you can't go home again" / I dismissed the thought; believed that I could return to the town that I once / rode through on my beach cruiser,
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Dec 24, 2015
i am stillwean me off of consumerism's / cure to my chemical chaos / \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
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Dec 14, 2015
* * * *Kerouac said the only truth was music. / I suppose I agree, / "truth" is elusive
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Dec 9, 2015
Wine NightsWine nights are for the lonely / for the lonely to gather / for the lonely to ponder an alternate world
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Dec 9, 2015
getting over yougetting over him was seemingly / never an option / love does not disappear,
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Dec 9, 2015
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