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but trust me, on the telephone poles
gnormal

my day today.
oh my loss.  im smitten!


i store
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all my art in boxes
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and departed.
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a flashflood found it.
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while i was out living
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nature farted.
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its all paper
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so two weeks later
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im rubbing my thumb
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on olive and jetblack mold.
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neither beauty wiped away.
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theyre becoming each other today.
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left my spirit in the rain...
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ill leave it in the sun!
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but here in august
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"no sun come."
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"oh my loss" i poem "im smitten!"
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whats really written?  bob sings as i type it
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"it cost more to store the food
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than it do to give it"
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who would peel these pages
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and laughing iron penciled goals
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wincing through dozens of-
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hundreds of telephone poles.
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13 Aug 05

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 — bakeryattack

it's just art. i've recently lost my ipod, well, actually, i threw it against the wall. it's just technology. now i listen to others music. gregory david roberts rewrote shantaram three times.

maybe you should have sent it all to me. still, sorry that it happened.
 — hank

you have goals?
 — hank

You could have photographed important pieces, kept a journal of the processes and thought progression, well, too late now I suppose.  There is a vehmence towards journals like never before, interesting poem and well written.
 — Meep

funny little ideas dont rhyme with poles.
 — gnormal

are you sure?
 — hank

The title is a killer. I love that song, and this last stanza.
 — wendz

It's probably the mood I'm in, but this has suddenly taken on a melancholic sort of feel. I like this even more, second time around.
 — wendz

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