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Friday, September 4, 2009
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The dreamer, the unwoken fool.
A year past, you ain't heard much of sound.
My father said to me, "But you can't swim."
With credibility,
It won't be complicated.
A man can't
We don't make art.
But he didn't.
I love my dead gay son.
If wishes were fishes,
There's so much involved
What is our aversion
The myth of America.
If you can't explain it simply,
I cannot make you see the color red.
We're just as happy.
Well.
Young blood!
It's not a matter of understanding.
If I should fall from grace with god,
A horrific news item
We lie.
The struggle itself
Crepitation.
Love
Creative
The deep is in riot.
The earth's gravitational pull
A few deities praying for me.
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