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Sam Stone Grenier Feb 2016
Am
Sam Stone Grenier
Feb 2016
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flames
sky
again,
again
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jjjejjreojteprogjerpojgeprojge preface
ergeooooooe[rp[eprhheorghuuue oh
there
my
time
swaddles
a
lost
cognito
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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I.
i
in the nothingness that is
II.
i am not the pipe.
thisis
theco
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s-p-o-r-t-s-t-r-o-p-s
like a reflection, I fall below the edge;
a colder reflective body
on the plateau.
FORGET YOURSELF MIGHT I ADD
9
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999
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THIS IS WHAT AS WHO IS YOU, WHERE.
THIS IS THE OASIS OF IS——IS
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h
e
r
e
w
a
s
s
o
m
e
t
h
i
n
g,
&
the oak tree
the dead man
the beach sand
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warwrh wrh rwhiiiii wi iw i wi i iwiiiwiiiwiwi
kkppph h ttt r eo wi e yhhr oueu uoet qfg o
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snnnf oorhnw6w iikr 6 6ms 43
uurjhekljr rhhf djjeppe bsbpp wsjdd---
jtjtkndfioioyirt
772s--sd---s-s----s--s--s-----s-s-s-s-s-s-s--s-s-s
3777232234234222234
werwur9994---343--djjd---wjje---wjjw--wjjei--opop
|oooo-o——--o---o0-oo---)-oo---o-----|
|o-—----0---o-o-o-o-—--oo-o-o-o--(---|
---***---x---x-x--x-**--x-x---x--- qiquiiuq
uuuutioiiuuuuuu-u--u-u--u-tnhrbb d^^n
flames
sky
again,
again
TH
e———————————————————————————————————
OL
d———————————————————————————————————
CA
t———————————————————————————————————
WA
lks——————————————————————————————————
AG
ain——————————————————————————————————
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
TTTTITITITITTTIIITITITT|||TIIT
TTT||T|T|t\|T||\T|YTYyT||tY||YIT
jjjejjreojteprogjerpojgeprojge preface
ergeooooooe[rp[eprhheorghuuue oh
there
my
time
swaddles
a
lost
cognito
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((
)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((
)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((
)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((
)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
jjyujyuj<>OUI U I< <:P&{ [‘. [ n;; ;; ; ;;; l’
,,,,,....,,,---,..,--,..,-,,,-.-,.--,.,-,.,,-.,.-.,.,-.,-.,-.,-.
-[,..,-,[,],[.---,..,[]],]]’;]][‘’;]]-6656616000
90900000~~~~~~~~~~~''~~~'~~'''~~''''''
I.
i
in the nothingness that is
II.
i am not the pipe.
thisis
theco
destth
ingIkn
owof
s-p-o-r-t-s-t-r-o-p-s
like a reflection, I fall below the edge;
a colder reflective body
on the plateau.
FORGET YOURSELF MIGHT I ADD
9
99
999
9999
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THIS IS WHAT AS WHO IS YOU, WHERE.
THIS IS THE OASIS OF IS——IS
t
h
e
r
e
w
a
s
s
o
m
e
t
h
i
n
g,
&
the oak tree
the dead man
the beach sand
iiiieoieroieiirirririririruu55858595bfbhfdlbdd
bhhfhhfhuheuwh weubhewkuwh ff f f f f ff
f w w ew w noow oowo oww w ow o ow
wni w w w w w w wueheufv v f f f f r r r r t h
rr r r r r rtg r u ri rir r i e t t t t tt tt tt t t t t
t t
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ppgfkkkpoeiiyythuhuhuhhn
fkfoiueyepppptlll;;;’;907;884766ggd ah
looos
[s[s[][s[s[s[s[s[s[s[s[s[s[s[s
of course my
friensnsoof utor ennx ud it eghiwhiaf
ahhhahhahhaah e8wefw 8e w8w wi w78w w9
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warwrh wrh rwhiiiii wi iw i wi i iwiiiwiiiwiwi
kkppph h ttt r eo wi e yhhr oueu uoet qfg o
uhrio e hyehhe iir eyhw eyejub esrkjfigf
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Linus Stevenson Jun 2018
The 99
Linus Stevenson
Jun 2018
Let me tell you a story
Listen and learn
There was a Shepherd, a good Shepherd
Kind and loving, courageous and strong
He had 100 sheep
and the sheep loved the Shepherd
And so when one sheep wandered
The good Shepherd left the 99
And went after the one
And you might think you know this story
But I'm afraid it's not what you think
Because I am not the one...
I am one of the 99 left behind
Waiting for the Sheppard to return
Trapped by the walls of this fence
The posts and wooden planks
That contain us
Being lead by the very sheep that are
We walk in circles around the pen
Around and around... circles
Eating up the food we have
We begin to eat each other
And as demented as that sounds
It's true
Biting and gnawing
Bleeding and bruising
We turn to other sheep for nourishment
For truth... for guidance
But we are sheep all the same
Another one of the 99 left behind
Sheep is what we are
Be careful not to tater your fur
Careful not to tear or cut
To show the underneath
The skin that doesn't flatter but
Burns with the red of your hate
Your pride... Your sin
When will the Sheppard return
And open the fence
Lead to new grass
and water
There are sheep I've never seen before
Black sheep.
have you seen black sheep?
Yes sheep with spots but these sheep
They are black from head to toe
Their snouts are long and
they have sharp teeth
Strange that they have not hooves but paws
Appearing as wolves wearing sheeps clothing
They are mending the fence
The fence! It's broken!
Suddenly we realize we are not safe
Quickly, grab your hammer and nails!
Let us work with these black sheep...
to mend... the fence... around... us
Who built this fence?
Was it the Sheppard?
Cloudy as my memories be of the man
with the scars in his hands and side
This does not resemble his work
Who... built... these... walls?
These bars... This cell
With no key and a steeple?
Oh God, who built these walls?
No it wasn't the sheppard.
The walls he built had doors
And windows to let the light in
No... We have built these walls
The 99 left behind were not left...
We left.
We left the fence! The pasture!
The place of love and safety.
We are not the 99 left behind but the one
We are the one who wandered and strayed
And seeing that we were in territory unsafe
We built walls without doors
that trapped us inside... in darkness
Sheppard,
Search
Find us
Break down
These walls
Rebuild them
With windows
To let the Light in
Listen and learn
There was a Shepherd, a good Shepherd
Kind and loving, courageous and strong
He had 100 sheep
and the sheep loved the Shepherd
And so when one sheep wandered
The good Shepherd left the 99
And went after the one
And you might think you know this story
But I'm afraid it's not what you think
Because I am not the one...
I am one of the 99 left behind
Waiting for the Sheppard to return
Trapped by the walls of this fence
The posts and wooden planks
That contain us
Being lead by the very sheep that are
We walk in circles around the pen
Around and around... circles
Eating up the food we have
We begin to eat each other
And as demented as that sounds
It's true
Biting and gnawing
Bleeding and bruising
We turn to other sheep for nourishment
For truth... for guidance
But we are sheep all the same
Another one of the 99 left behind
Sheep is what we are
Be careful not to tater your fur
Careful not to tear or cut
To show the underneath
The skin that doesn't flatter but
Burns with the red of your hate
Your pride... Your sin
When will the Sheppard return
And open the fence
Lead to new grass
and water
There are sheep I've never seen before
Black sheep.
have you seen black sheep?
Yes sheep with spots but these sheep
They are black from head to toe
Their snouts are long and
they have sharp teeth
Strange that they have not hooves but paws
Appearing as wolves wearing sheeps clothing
They are mending the fence
The fence! It's broken!
Suddenly we realize we are not safe
Quickly, grab your hammer and nails!
Let us work with these black sheep...
to mend... the fence... around... us
Who built this fence?
Was it the Sheppard?
Cloudy as my memories be of the man
with the scars in his hands and side
This does not resemble his work
Who... built... these... walls?
These bars... This cell
With no key and a steeple?
Oh God, who built these walls?
No it wasn't the sheppard.
The walls he built had doors
And windows to let the light in
No... We have built these walls
The 99 left behind were not left...
We left.
We left the fence! The pasture!
The place of love and safety.
We are not the 99 left behind but the one
We are the one who wandered and strayed
And seeing that we were in territory unsafe
We built walls without doors
that trapped us inside... in darkness
Sheppard,
Search
Find us
Break down
These walls
Rebuild them
With windows
To let the Light in