i sleep like a jackknife
curl my blankets to my chin tight
never stray from the chasm of black night
wake only when alarm resonates light
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Nov 2005
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- A Blast from Birmingham
- password
- I sleep like a jackknife
- Nel's Diner
- Stuck to run
- Pyre
- I smiled instead
- A sneaky memory
- Compulsion
- Undesirable Flash Photography
- Too late to procrastinate
- Coagulation
- exegesis
- Anarchism
- Social swingers
- Maybe I'm a...
- A characterization of the virtue of his patience
- my machez a mio
- An Occidental Orientation of Words
- A Piquant Moment
- a lover's poem...Moondust
- shades
- I'm sorry, Try this...
- Soap in the gills
- Hi-C
- I lost my favorite notebook.
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Nov 2005
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friends and family
ou li po me
- frillytoothpicks
- shifting, Mountain Time, United States
- Out of the box. . . into the world.
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