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13.10.1994

“And if we are all truly this alone does one get tired of trying to find a connection and instead compromise for a cynical acceptance–

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THE AWAKENING pt.1

I stir to consciousness with the sun in my face beating hard. All is light and I cannot pin down the source. A purpose swells

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STRANGE LOVE

here I am drinking tea on the moon counting backwards and dreaming of you why am I so afraid to drop you a line to

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kiteboat

all this energy opened up by you satiate me deep my robots go wild metal arms once flailing swinging at ghosts now have nothing to

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TYPING NAKED

There is so much to say.  There are no words.   There is nothing to say.  There are too many words.

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LAST NIGHT ON EARTH

you’re on your cell making secret goodbyes all red and teary-eyed cause where you’re going they just aren’t allowed and you’ve always hated to lie

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