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love love is a promise that grows and doesn't yet grows when it doesn't and in every promise a nucleus faith it's easy to love when you're being loved love operates in the absence of love nothing less can do this 10.10.07  (13)
in the dark asleep my eyes open slowly seeing so little feeling you there in the same place gathering in the air the damp of your flesh lemongrass and sweat the atlantic and earth dripping secrets of your core a lighted white tower in the quiet of darkness leering down at me the night's last dream always topped with cream my eyes scale slowly remarking the inches surprising my eyes so ecstatic to see you your face like a dial lit up by a touch with hands all stuck at timeless seconds we have lift off left right left right dancing nearing meeting there in the same place speaking their language of signs and contact for the first time feeling and truthing clinging gently and firmly effortlessly to each other and the truth in the dark 08.21.07 (9)
i love you every time i see your smile hold you closely or watch you cry and every time when i'm lost and ill i can feel your hand reaching out to guide me even when you're not there every time it makes me cry we own mountains one called faith where from the top we leave our clothes to climb the stars admiring from afar and on the way down we reach love mountain with springs and falls gentle streams and rivers and caves so warm filled with closeness so complete and secure these things are ours to have and to hold together we made them we are mountains ours forever 01.30.08 (16)
r u s h i get a hold of them the bottoms with my teeth don't worry you'd survive witnesses guarantee teeth opening and closing on the bottoms of your feet you could squeeze a few pillows or beg for your mommy you could pull me tightly or blackout once again just tell me our word and i'll soon stop but excited you get and our word you forgot in a newborn haze you're suddenly rushed offering zero resistance you feel the crush you mentally struggle to remember how to speak slowly wondering you return to memories of your feet 07.25.07 (1)
the 45th prick walking in squares and speaking funny talk wearing beads of confusion the coerced passenger bares a ticket to Lost with sights and sounds unfamiliar his massy machine was picking up steam we can stop this trip quick get the pins help me fight for my will we can make my mind still i will now lay down what is my name we must be quick in the back of my thigh begin to prick his war had ensued he would not win he would not lose this time ow ow! don't stop owww! god! oh! god! ah! please do not stoppp! ow! ohh!... around the 45th prick he could feel no more his stolen senses were quietly restored his body had waned to an audible snore she looks down at her love with tears in her eyes a long breath later she begins to cry her tears streamed down onto her fallen hero 08.06.07 (11)
to whom it may concern: i came to the disgust of your realization that i am free and you are not that i can be me you fear the thought so don't impede and do not block i flow like a spirit you weigh like a rock my love endures somehow you know push me too far and shit you will go i might be a spectacle to someone like you i am every color your favorite is blue you like to watch so let me spin in a moment or two i'll enjoy your grin peace-out, bitch 08-01=07 (7)
never letting go i walked on bleecker street at the most perfect times sultry summer saturday nights trying to luck up on something unknown something new an intelligent talk a quiet play a dinner and drinks for a secret lay a perfect exchange ...read more - here 11.08.07 (12)
there can you take me i come deep pointed and blunt hurting satisfying why do you want me there 02.01.08 (2)
a part i remember this death when promises fleet atop passing butterflies when promises morph into pain filled lies i remember this death a comatose trust and diseased innocence i remember this death alive in me 02.20.08 (11)
to my lover if i could i'd take you by the hand feeling every finger begging so to understand i'd open your hand and kiss you there place it on my face and wonder of your care i'd kiss you once and then not stop our hearts start racing you guide me on top i whisper these words that only you hear i love you baby please always be there i feel your hands speaking words crystal clearly saying i love you so much and i need you so dearly you are my lover my own sacred friend i pray to the gods our love never ends 07.20.07 (7)
you don't love me when i cry you don't love me when i cry when i don't understand when i want to know why you want to love me in pieces but i don't come in parts you must take me all if you want my heart forgiveness is what i need from you forgiveness is what i plan to do here i am in trust and in love both larger than me and greater than you if you take my hand together we'll grow through unknown fields of flowers and sunshine and life's hidden land mines with all of my heart and all of my care my promise to you i'll always be there x this i swear 10.12.07 (8)
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HOME there on a field of condoms and crack vials victims again of their conspired denials where their nights are dark and their days darker where some choose to conceive knowing where encoded bruises are left behind a quick-fix of love or potions to relieve discomforts of hidden emotions treated once again with such violent elegance reduced to a role a lifeless soul with so little time to savor and suffer they manage to pass the desperate hours with naked expression with shattered hearts it was left behind their hysterical society where they were different at least to them please not speak of virtue as too little would be certain and please not speak of verdicts that may return to you the time goes on for robert and brigham and evelyn and roger for alfred and his brother for billy and his mother for all once were so they still are a part of home (12)  a money shot : closing day :: nyc :: uss intrepid
finding me i'd love to bathe you i want you to know every inch and every toe from your ankles and legs to your butterflied part hoping to find me somewhere in your heart around the curves and through the woods down your shoulders and back grasping all of your goods and when i let go you'll remember our start and find yourself there in all of my heart (4)breathing compost i could smell your compost see into it as well your lifeless dreams still under a spell laying near death only half covered by a last-day tampon and bare chicken bones under killed mockingbirds still screeching of love still posing as doves in need of blood destined with harm for you replete with unfairness and lopsided love of insecurity and doubt and strings for you could be loved by a prisoner without becoming imprisoned free yet captive to its breathing 02.29.08 (8)
THE BUFFALO ROADHOUSE (1981) i can take it the west side highway again tough getting over the loss of some friends at happ'ning joints we sat for hours swappin pasts and dreams fast food and sours and as we grew one thing we knew from what we'd been through and all the care that in our future we'd each be there he moved his lips he raised his head the n.y. times said 150 might surely be dead and then the wonder paralyzing wonder the mother and father of lightning and thunder in its speed it surely came sparing none with its blame shadowy cremations revealed the shame i thought i failed somewhere in our talks cause i got precautious early in my walk with amended realities i look ahead these days thanking the powers i could change my ways i recall the bounce of that highway beneath of all it had meant and all it could teach this place was in nyc it's gone now. (1)no more blues often i swam in the bay without a suit naturally and a thousand small fish i sensed scrambling my way violently piercing the sea and the air being chased by a predator hostile hungry horny blues in mortal pursuit and a thousand fish crash blindly into me almost all at once everywhere it never hurt it kinda felt good like a thousand wet kisses all at once everywhere still at the rush the leaving last seconds you don't want to end after a few such encounters it had become my friend it was so mine so mine i couldn't give a damn about the 10 pound blues thundering from behind that coulda ripped my dick off at almost any time powerful and intense pungent and tender i loved fishing for blues from my boat and party boats i've seen an unhappy blue separate a man from his thumb a lotta blood that day i stopped fishing when i reeled in a bluefish i hooked through the eyes they were gone completely sockets empty i lost control that day i couldn't unwitness what i had done knowing that something i loved i'd never love again never again never love again the kids were happy they got my rods my jigs and hooks my 30-pound test shit i worshiped fighting the blues 09.25.07 (4)
drew's fifth my friend's young boy they named him drew bares scents of innocence and sweet kiddie dew he loves cars and toys and paints and brushes with fun and excitement his perfect smile rushes he spins his magic and signatured focus with thought and love that's easy to notice today is his day and your day too if you take a moment you'll see that it's true happy birthday little hero we all love you drew wrote this birthday card for a 5yr. old with autism (4)done when i reach for my words they come from deep places under vanished scars and old stolen treasures from slights and pains and sweet daily pleasures i sit down with my laptop then shutout the world just me and some keys i do funny things i drink diet ice tea then stare at a clock i silence the phone and xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx i like the bottom i often start there so my fingers get busy seeing what's there a slow poke here a long stroke there obeying my desire moving as i say i follow and lead i excuse my conscience to see the great sea of every experience compressed in me all of my years each single moment waiting endlessly waiting to be often i smile sometimes i tear depends on the moment depends on the year i hear the keys increasing in pace i follow and lead they grant me grace a new line there i don't analyze and do not judge coming with a splash line after line until i'm spent exhausted and done it's always big fun to see what i've done sometimes disbelieving they came to be knowing and loving they'll outlive me 04.03.08 (11)
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obama beats clinton 08 (was used by the official obama website) 
bleeding country: iraq 07 
twice removed it was dark i was lost and naked somewhere unknown and unafraid in the street naked & cold if you find me please not notice 07.19.07 (1)
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