Thursday, November 6, 2008
{SEWING THE FABRIC}
A Bird Rises
In The Air
Above The
Horizon
The Blood Stagnates
In The Capillaries
It Exists In A
Changeless
Situation.
The Tide Falls
Into Itself
It Sinks More
Everyday
Here Sits
The Prefix
Of Obscure
Meaning.
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{NEW VISION}
{ENDING}
{ENTRANCE}
{CLOSURE}
{IMAGINATION}
{GEOMETRY}
{THE PULSE LINE}
{A KILLER}
{MY IGNORANCE}
{IT SAID}
{ENVY}
{AFLOAT}
{COINED}
{SPLIT}
{SOUL FILLED}
{LUNG FILLED WATER}
{DISCIPLES OF NOTHING}
{SECONDS}
{ARGUMENT}
{THE MEAN MAN}
{JUMPING OFF}
{USELESS PROMISE}
{SECOND AVE DREAM}
{SINKING}
{BITTER}
{THE RETURN}
{IRIS}
{UNFOLDS}
{GIVING UP}
{FUTILE EFFORT}
{INTERJECTION}
{WE ARE/NOT}
{THE STATUE}
{THE MOVEMENT THROUGH ABSORPTION}
{THE MOVEMENT}
{THE INSTITUTION}
{THE PLUNGE}
{GREEN BROWN MIX}
{TIP OF THE SCALES}
{IN SPITE}
{CONDENSATING INTEGERS}
{A/ISLE}
{FADES}
{FIRE BIRD}
{ENTRANCE}
{THIRSTY}
{SYNAPSE FIRES}
{TOWERS}
{WEST}
{EAST}
{SOUTH}
{NORTH}
{BURY ME}
{TENOR VS BARITONE WAR}
{MESSAGE 1}
{THE WHEEL}
{PREGNANT WITH THE CONCUBINE}
{SEWING THE FABRIC}
{DEATHLY IN LOVE}
{STANDING UP}
{THE HANDS}
{SIAMESE TWINS}
{STAVES AND FOOLS}
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