Their wealth bygone. Your reason forever. Their choices new. Your table wooden. My shoe unglued. Our future copper. Varnished and used. Your glee contagious. Our sadness too.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Choice
Monday, February 18, 2008
Broken this dream of franchisement. Again through the hole into depths of unmastery. Head wracked with needles flies through notes rhythm red stews and squeezed lemons old fashioned ones. How about a complete sentence. Can you do a complete grant application. A squint of light on a radiant slanting sun about to set. A shine so fateful induces a headache. Everything gray paint and peeling unskinning itself from the craggy surface.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Your travel has lead to obvious conclusions known aforehand from reading extensively in leather couches adorned by I-Pod pillows. Fantasies of aggrandizement. Not very very. Neither as such. Obvious commentaries on citizenship exams dragons rats newness and out of control faith. My fish tastes of bean paste chili forgotten seeds salty nightmares and debilitated avenues.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
Rivers flow thick with promises. An exterior loaded down with expectations candied apples and sage. A traveling circus unable to convene its festivities. All the prisoners eat their lunch in the visiting room. Please don't touch the glass. Por favor que no toquen el vidrio. Your long dicks made for brokenness and fabled excess was a lie unable to free but a butterfly from a long rusted cage.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Unsun afternoon wind through cedar and broken window glass clanks unmercifully unfallen. Burnt red branches tiny tendrils of heat burnt growth demand a gaze. Mud tracks broken plastic bucket overflowing with aluminum afterlives. Swing merges with ditch run down full of slime a toy truck and putrid water. We play here. Wooden pathway is merging with swampland its stink a call for reparations. No breeze strong enough.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Rest
This month has been a party which continuing will should. Language which arrived intact se ha desbaratado. Me cuestiono en el camino. A ver que se da. Nothing is to be had. Or won. Dust envelops these dying bodies. Demonstrative machinations. Si me muero, que los colores salven el polvo del basurero.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Undermined
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
No Beginning Here
Doves ravens sparrows scared off. Choices which you regret. Your own mistakes. Take out your anger. Walk around with it. Give it a walking stick. Send it to Antarctica. I for myself threw seeds grains tiny bits of corn on the muddy ground. Tiny seedlings already emerging bravely. Mistakenly perhaps.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Clouds of Inside
Friday, January 25, 2008
Silouettes of Thieves
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
You Left
Monday, January 14, 2008
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Saturday, January 12, 2008
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