

Ruminations 4Truth, sleep? Sleep?, truth. Back far from grad-school socialization, Mind mechanics break back from weight of weighed coincedence, Knowledge? let me sleep so far, let me wake near, let my body bring me home, let my eyes lead me away. Back-country socialite platitudes.Ruminations 4
Make aching knowledge an experience of thought. and BREAK MY WRITER'S BLOCK, Bring me back blah blah, past a Greeley slum on LSD, let me breathe Train tracks in cold sunlight,


Ruminations 3Words were my partners, my tongue was my mind. Now he's a shut in, with iron as eyes.Ruminations 3
My Sybil, my Mary, The star and the womb. One gives birth to the other, and mothers its wounds.
I've lost my forest, I turned away. I breathe in its poison, and breathe out the day.
If there's a soul, It salves my own. If there's a god,  


Ruminations 2Poisonwood and wormwood, pine and oak. Vine or Ivy, On a Broken spoke.Ruminations 2
Sentiments satiate need for concrete, shyness defends determination not to open mouth.
What lesson did you leave behind? That as we are, so once was he, and as he is, so to, shall we.
My glittering city, you've lost your luster, it fell away from too much polish, brass facades turned to tarnish, &nb
Misty Dreams

TheWetDriveThe red follows them where they've been and it is redder where they break. The wet grows where the colors fade millions of miles into the steep ground, and yourTheWetDrive
shape in the door way is sleeping,
to the world where this stops and our bodies keep moving. I need your babies like Christ's love, and they will move a million miles into my belly. The sounds sourrond my sides and your face in the corner teaches My love to come hard in the days that our babies play in god's light, bouncing through the gold fall.
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Chaos, Panic, and Disorder.... My work here is done.
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I miss the Earth so much; I miss my wife. It's lonely out in space.
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What would the world be like if we tried to be kind as hard as we tried to be beautiful?
Good stuff!
And, for the record, you keep my brain in motion....*pages through dictionary*
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What would the world be like if we tried to be kind as hard as we tried to be beautiful?
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What would the world be like if we tried to be kind as hard as we tried to be beautiful?
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I miss the Earth so much; I miss my wife. It's lonely out in space.
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