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Thursday, January 29, 2009

A few bit from my journal...

  • you water the lawn with thought so fertile they spring up on contact
  • if nakedness were a genre / you would be published / as total frontal and make no apology for an Freudian / complexes you may have caused
  • the TV was black with apathy / your voice, reversible / is turned inside out

Just a thought- Why in the course of modern warfare with precision bombs and rockets are there still many innocents severed from the arteries that make us whole? 1-13-09

 

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