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Tuche & Automaton: Four For Horus
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Wednesday, August 27, 2008. Cherubim with red hands. Everywhere is hanging in a cave. Posted by Robert @ 5:12 PM. Have the veins to this blog died? Enjoyed your post very much. i like things that say what they say with little twists of twists. EMAIL ME - - - - - - MOONSHOT1 (AT) TOUCANSURF(DOT)COM.
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goodvibrations1: November 2005
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When you cut into the present, the future leaks out." - William Burroughs. Monday, November 28, 2005. I'll get us through the scary squiggles. Pipe the rat over. I feel like a breakdown. You know all the waters. How they pool like wheels. We say in the same breath. I've been thinking about:. The snag the bird the snitch the half sunken shoe. This box this room. Posted by Tasha Klein at 10:44 PM. Friday, November 25, 2005. Pass code no longer needed. Descartes looking for the. Seat of the soul. Thursday N...
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goodvibrations1: December 2005
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When you cut into the present, the future leaks out." - William Burroughs. Saturday, December 24, 2005. Left At The Altar For The Hungry Minstrel. Posted by Tasha Klein at 11:17 PM. Thursday, December 22, 2005. Snowed in at O'Hare. I pull the wires that spin snowflakes. In the half-light of your round table eyes. On them a flower breathes. Oh, unroll the linen star chart,. Pull the sky down to touch it too;. The language of velvet and night. Fills all space around us. And we spin, spin, spin! Posted by T...
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goodvibrations1: July 2005
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When you cut into the present, the future leaks out." - William Burroughs. Sunday, July 31, 2005. Still, After The Funeral March. I will be the secret minister of your theater of shadows. Where is the cut rose. For the tulip has died. And all its color has moved. Into the gallop of the beast. I feel its hoofed foot. Race thru the terrain. You sent him to eat the others. To drag the water. To double lock the gate. Soon your tongue will. Soon my mouth will open. To fill your mirror. Friday, July 29, 2005.
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goodvibrations1: September 2005
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When you cut into the present, the future leaks out." - William Burroughs. Sunday, September 25, 2005. Emptied into my bed. A field of hands. I'm trying to get to your copy. But my wings feel so heavy. And i'm flying too low. Posted by Tasha Klein at 6:11 PM. Thursday, September 22, 2005. I don't want to. I don't want to. To touch the hole. Next to your pale skin. Posted by Tasha Klein at 1:10 AM. Tuesday, September 20, 2005. With your earrings in each ear. And Hugo Boss cologne. After We Got Naked.
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goodvibrations1: January 2006
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When you cut into the present, the future leaks out." - William Burroughs. Tuesday, January 31, 2006. You've Got A Beautiful Voice. And my cloak is falling. I just dream about your blue. And its dark folded hours. Where angels pay the missing postage. Growing on the roof of the birdhouse. Quiet as his hoodie. Wanders in his downed hum. Spreading salt here and there. Sliding through the sun. Posted by Tasha Klein at 12:23 AM. Friday, January 27, 2006. Daze Nutn Like It. Love is: a pink stall. Your soft be...
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goodvibrations1: August 2005
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When you cut into the present, the future leaks out." - William Burroughs. Wednesday, August 31, 2005. Lend me your ripe body. Posted by Tasha Klein at 11:49 PM. Tuesday, August 30, 2005. Drinking Toasts and Wearing Garlands. When you were in montana. We met in paris. On a soft circle. Into our hidden fists. Posted by Tasha Klein at 2:20 AM. Friday, August 26, 2005. In the wooden box. By EE Cummings / /. Why then to Hell with that:theother,this. Since the thing perhaps is. To eat flowers and not be afraid.
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goodvibrations1: February 2006
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When you cut into the present, the future leaks out." - William Burroughs. Sunday, February 26, 2006. Said the joker to the thief'. So all these poems are about me? Yeah, pretty much. Will you write about. Posted by Tasha Klein at 2:17 PM. Wednesday, February 22, 2006. I used to love him but I had to kill him. It's always about the wrong. The most savage blood. Into the sea of same. Posted by Tasha Klein at 12:59 AM. Thursday, February 09, 2006. Pass the peanuts, babeeee. Just high on fire -. Lap dance c...
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goodvibrations1: March 2006
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When you cut into the present, the future leaks out." - William Burroughs. Wednesday, March 29, 2006. Dreams can move through fences and this black box. So cut the demon because it only weighs your eyes in corners. He hides in you, in the wee funnel and will move like sandals in. Leaves and brambles, like Christ. Making circles fall into. Whole lines blessing all. You remember when holy nights. When gondelier glances after sunset. Windows fell blue over streets. Shaped like teardrops, silver-bulleted.
