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Archive for September 2009

Holy Hologram

They are playing football in the street in the dust of the alley in sw


Interim

In and out of doors and out of day the mystery running through it like


Doing Without

Everywhere shaking everything bare without the electricity of your fin


On the Mouths of Horses

We met there one and lonelier and time melts like love into flaccidity


Ecstasy

This one of my last days with the dogs this is one of my last days han


Kiss Me

Kiss me make it go away kiss me kiss me make it stay the day comes dow


The Impossible Potential of What We’ve Been Given

The boy steps away from the counter his shirt has the words “gen


Into It

You’re rusty you’ll get back into it once you’re the


I Miss You

I miss you when days go by and when we talk and you don’t say wh


Only

I was working and then I stopped you interrupted me you have something


Traveler

I follow the cities where you are I try from the postcards the fragmen