Ever feel like you are standing on a corner, with a thousand people – waiting for a bus, that everyone knows will not come, but nobody cares, cuz they have their Timbits – and Starbucks Coffee. Is it just me – or is this country dying, one low fat latte – at a time? Is ...
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A circle has no end, just changes in direction bending onward knowing in time it will return to the place that it has been   like light and darkness chase each other across the faceless landscape until they meet in the kiss of dawn at the very edge of tomorrow. Each ending is a new ...
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Ozone breath wet on the wind, anticipations’ teeth set, in the small hairs of my neck, I read on, feeling purple rumbles, and dreaming of the flash that waits, for just the perfect moment, to send the dog skittering under the bed, nails clattering on the parquet, he howls at the unknown, and I revel ...
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I’m a clod, sometimes, well… sometimes more than sometimes my timing exquisite I happily saute onions not realizing guests are imminent or like today I scurried to help clean the house, visitors were coming, I hid the sack of onions out of sight and vacuumed the Doritos off my chair until the rubber belt that ...
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dappled fog drifts, between feet crunching on the sand; like a twining cat in search of an early supper, or treat from my shirt pocket. street lights peer, between houses, sinking in the soil; like a peeping tom, in search of a tender sight, or unexpected late night treat. laughing waves wiggle, between drift logs, ...
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Laughter falls like raindrops in my dreams light and airy mistlike memories we trod the boards and flung whitewash against the fence that separated our yard from yesterday or hummed and hawed at the bush  in the front yard laughing at the spindly arms shooting out you looked it up and poked the book under ...
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Feel the electric, ions charged, swooping down, bending trees, whole, it roars, in my ears.  I stand, feet planted, and wait, for the tiger, to lick, my face, in the dark.  Hands touch, silent static, burning, unspoken heat, shadowed dark, in the light, that flashes.   Feel the electric, ozone passion, chest hairs on end, breathing ...
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Dreams can be real silent thoughts perhaps long looks into sunsets quiet walks on misty morns  Dreams can play music smile songs deep within violin strings for some others hip-hop music  My thoughts were mere dreams and distance meant tomorrow when misty walks alone were filled with dreams  One dream my head it filled though ...
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play it loud, crankit, let it speak out, higher, higher.  play it hard, vibrate, the mouse off my desk, faster, faster.  altecs hum, louder, rattle the blinds, one more time.  let it flow, inside, outside of you, and listen.  can you hear, voices, singing for you, boogaloo?  Want to dance, tap tap, feet under your ...
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