Nostalgia ain’t what it used to be
let’s pick over the broken seams. Read the rest of this entry »

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Insomnia

These are the nightmare slides
playing in the psychedelic reel. Read the rest of this entry »

memory

Some say it is the sum of who we are
I say if that is true then I am death. Read the rest of this entry »

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In this town
no one cares. Read the rest of this entry »

Naïve, bathed in awe, security written in Braille.
Confused a mask for a mirror, always blind to the veil. Read the rest of this entry »

Once again
the gatekeeper turns.
His grizzled face
now a complexion
smooth as snow. Read the rest of this entry »

I look out
see the sun rising Read the rest of this entry »

Go out there
and make it into
three kinds of magic. Read the rest of this entry »

Why is that guy
looking at me? Read the rest of this entry »

It’s the tyranny of the waves she said,
and her words cascaded, Read the rest of this entry »

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