Monthly Archives: September 2013

anchored, morning gulf

  fingers bind to thoughts of less heaven i am the ego deprived to sip midnight coffee and cradle songs can’t send the others to sleep only better eyes are eyes wanting to be slaves to dreams and dreams to … Continue reading

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the knocks

  i see those puppy-lovers of the great once-upon-a-time i see the when of circumstance in a calendar year round that’s true to the lips of fact that’s true to the rain and flood that’s true when the mind is … Continue reading

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