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The Supplemental
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
2:37 a.m.
wide awake
under a yard sale blanket
on a hand me down couch
in a five year old sweater
caught between the disconnect
in the silence of this night's ice.
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I need this...
slow giants
Lets not talk of such things...
2:37 a.m.
Evaporate into sound...(I'd like to)
That's why they call it art...
This too will vanish
Standing on the shoulders of giants
ocean of noise
Sometimes it doesn't even look like you...
This isn't about art
A very detached eye...
caught here
this (mostly) secret place
self absorption studies
What else is there...
All I Ever Wanted...
6:52a.m.
Strange arrangements
She talks to rainbows...
one of those mornings...
Interupting all programs...
Radio Radio...
these hands...
"Live for the future, long for the past..."
New Day Rising...
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