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The Square Corner: November 2012
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Wednesday, November 21, 2012. She spoke of a different place. He kissed her sweetly. They were lovers once. She went away, he stayed behind. Years have passed and she still speaks of a different place. All my life I've wanted to fly and touch the sky. Just as I've wanted to swim to the bottom of the sea. Now comes the night with laughing blankets to cover me. Sleep slips. Past easily and free. Past the morning where wondering clouds wait for me. Tuesday, November 20, 2012. Thursday, November 15, 2012.
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The Square Corner
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Saturday, April 25, 2015. I saw an old fighter tied to his bed. The old man tried to lift his frail body. His eyes were vacant. His mind was gone. No one was at his bedside. I saw him clench his fist and roll his shoulders as if he were trying to throw a combination of punches but the ropes knotted around his wrists held him back. I said to the nurse: "Who's that? The nurse went to his bed side and pulled the ropes tighter. I heard the old man give a painful grunt. I thought you were maybe a relative?
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The Square Corner: June 2015
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Sunday, June 14, 2015. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Compared to most of you my life probably isn't so interesting, so I blog to pass the time. View my complete profile. Dark I was drunk when I walked the night with stag. Deep Into Winter We All Must Go. Beginning Of The End Of Summer. Learn about how jeff bezos startsup amazon and entertain the world of books, dvds, and musical chorus. The migration of words. Wish I Was Here (2014). Rough Around the Edg.
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The Square Corner: October 2012
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Sunday, October 21, 2012. Something weighs heavily on me. Life is so long. I feel short of breath. There is a movie at a late show. I'll walk to it slowly. Maybe I can stop and catch my fleeing heart. Lay down and rest. Watch the old movie inside me instead. Sunday, October 14, 2012. These hands of plunder. They take from me in life and death. My soul, my soul that yearned for so much. The wealth was in my dreams, my hope like a shiny jewel. These hands of plunder robbed me of this. Both men walked quick...
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The Square Corner
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Tuesday, July 14, 2015. When my dreams fell to the ground like loose change,. I bent down to pick up the broken pennies and dimes. Nah, leave them for someone else.". Someone whose heart succumbs to a fool's gold.". I felt richer for being poorer, but sadder just the same. I was leaving behind an allure that lost its shine. A young man, I feared, at this place would find his misfortune. I lamented how sidewalks, dreams, and loose change take you in. July 30, 2015 at 6:24 PM. October 14, 2015 at 10:51 AM.
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human paradox: September 2014
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For believers, doubters and hopeful pouters, rockers, ravers, lovers and sinners, poets, fighters and smokers everywhere fighting with their lighters. Saturday, September 13, 2014. Before we are just skeletons. Cottage sun blasts overhead,. A cool wind behind,. I am standing on the riverbed,. Casting out my line,. Maybe get a bite from another cold summer,. Maybe get a bite from a lost love,. Sink down deep to the bottom,. It's trial by fire,. No salvation from above,. The future is blasting overhead,.
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human paradox: tube TV
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For believers, doubters and hopeful pouters, rockers, ravers, lovers and sinners, poets, fighters and smokers everywhere fighting with their lighters. Wednesday, July 09, 2014. For what it's worth,. And it ain't worth much,. Trying to survive,. A body determined by uncertainty,. And bound by time,. I've only known one side of the thin red line,. Some are starting out,. Some are halfway done,. Some are getting towards the end,. Some never got started,. Some got stuck part way through,. Watch the flow,.
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human paradox: March 2014
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For believers, doubters and hopeful pouters, rockers, ravers, lovers and sinners, poets, fighters and smokers everywhere fighting with their lighters. Saturday, March 22, 2014. In the middle of winter. Bite down on the harness,. In the middle of winter,. A wicked test of the will,. In the middle of winter,. A beast pulling on the chains,. In the middle of winter,. Loneliness is visceral,. A fortuitous frost line and dirty ice,. A weak sun and salt rusted water,. Melting dog shit and mud matted garbage,.
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human paradox: tomato can
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For believers, doubters and hopeful pouters, rockers, ravers, lovers and sinners, poets, fighters and smokers everywhere fighting with their lighters. Saturday, April 25, 2015. The poverty of the heart,. Writhes like a restless fetus,. Twisting all around in anxiety and nausea,. Feeling through the city night,. Like a blind man,. In a tunnel of darkness and metal,. Pain, the oldest friend,. Was there at the beginning,. Will be there at the end,. Aching on the surface,. Aching in the depths,. Transmission...
