

Behind the shednoon stains an age old sickleBehind the shed
where the moon reflects
a blade in autumn's early shadow


RideRide
the subway bends before us—secrets of our ride


With grammar, moulding therecall—today has sleptWith grammar, moulding the
in present tenses,
will have been
growing an old man
where past
and in- articulate perfections had taken claims to time to what was simply gone,
a distant room
but when I woke; rose
east of time an early light
raising in- finity against
the bent back of a space
traced by a ball- point pen, now
in the hands
of memory
that is, about to take my time.
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West in NorthAdmire quaint tongue of just; cause life for breath. Blow amidst the empire, fit for a universe. A stroke and hold, outbreak to the world.West in North
Travelling due north; emptiness fulfills all seats. All seats in memory for attended,
every thought single resplendent.
When it turns and degree, roll again it gains control. Hazed run through a mind another control regardless rush sight sign.
 

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the-surreal-arts
Apophysis
my stock: ~ssup-stock
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I probably just said something offensive. It's just the internet, relax already, dork.
through the automatic doors
of a shopping mall
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We all feed on tragedy
It's like blood to a vampire
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I
Check out my stamp gallery at [link]
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*DesignersJunior *darkclub
Skinner
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"all the diamonds in this world that mean anything to me,
are conjured up by wind and sunlight sparkling on the sea"
Bruce Cockburn
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Writing.
lis
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and i do paintings too... enter lizi land... [link]
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In the world of perfect imitations, the art is born from errors in duplication.
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