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  • Wrought With Thought and Buoyant Loves

    She is a lovely
    my darling clementine, is
    sweet as, day is long

    A river, rolling
    consistently peaceful as
    beautiful as she

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    December 29, 2011
    love

  • “Castaway on the Moon”

    I am lost and found
    Truth is this place beneath me
    and me atop it.

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    December 29, 2011
    love, South Korea

  • Day Two and the Feast is Ongoing ALSO I Have a Headache From Ingesting Too Much Good Tidings

    Charging children and
    secret, vegan eggnog is
    brittle outer-fam.

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    December 26, 2011
    children, eggnog, family

  • Brainytales, Eat My Lives Away

    Once upon a time
    there was a… whoops. I ate it.
    I am Chomper, sly.

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    December 23, 2011
    Brain

  • Shopping for Christmas Makes Me Frosty OR “I Hope Your Soup Comes Cold and You Lose a Toenail On Your Neediness

    Holiday people
    are dreadful. No one sees me.
    And I hope they choke.

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    December 22, 2011
    holidays, Shopping, soup

  • Shopping for Christmas Makes Me Frosty OR “I Hope Your Soup Comes Cold and You Lose a Toenail On Your Neediness

    Holiday people
    are dreadful. No one sees me.
    And I hope they choke.

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    December 22, 2011
    Christmas, holidays, people

  • And the Wintertime Regression Begins as I Slip Into a Consistent and Angry Near-Death State

    Consistently, I’ve
    been coughing. And nose? Running.
    Sleep is a stranger.

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    December 14, 2011

  • Winter Isn’t OR Delightful December

    In winter, sun shines
    and snow falls. We are the strong
    and lush exception.

    Brightly shines the sun.
    But snow has yet to fall. Damp.
    Basking in/outside.

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    December 13, 2011

  • Theodore Jones Harris-Burgoyne

    My dog passed yesterday. He was thirteen years old. Its a weird thing to watch the life of a being begin and end. I’m feeling heavy on it and I’m not sure of what to say. He was my guy and now he’s gone and a part of the big, grand IT. Lots of love to and from.

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    December 5, 2011
    death, dog, life

  • Re-write, Re: right.

    I don’t write haiku.
    Haiku write me (and right me).
    Click me into place.

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    December 1, 2011
    Brain, haiku

  • ¿Life is lifE? (read title frontward to back then other way ’round; then read haiku (singularly, and then pluraly))

    Is [is] the only[?] (world)
    [w]here life remarkably goes(?)[;]
    (Why are we) [c]onfused(?) [as I am?]

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    November 30, 2011
    life, wordplay

  • Forcing It at the Aeroport

    Waiting for Josh, air.
    Always forget how strange, air.
    Not Josh. No, the port.

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    November 29, 2011
    airport, Josh Nightingale

  • Giving Thanks

    Tongues are beautiful
    and they say more than we know.
    (Even while silent)

     

     

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    November 26, 2011
    family, tongues

  • Time With Myself and His Friends

    Morning time without
    movement in the day, cries for
    more stimulation.

    My brain and I are
    getting reacquainted now.
    I like him, you know?

    However, there are
    paths on occasion: dim, crazed.
    “Remove brain to think”

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    November 25, 2011
    Brain, Couch Forts

  • Break and the Lost Art of Quiet, Times and Voices

    Morning time before
    sun and birds, drip coffee, toast.
    Broken: fixed and sun.

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    November 23, 2011
    coffee, quiet

  • A Flight is a Small Thing Like a Blueberry (But Not Like Many Blueberries)

    Distance: relative
    Far can feel close or far, close.
    You don’t seem so far

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    November 19, 2011
    flying, love

  • Two In One Over Two is a Fresh-Air Breath

    My breath is full of
    twigs and other things. Cough=null.

    But its bright with love.
    And soft with low tones.

    Short breath now not for my lungs,
    but for the breeze one.

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    November 9, 2011
    couplet, love, sickness

  • “I Am More Important Than You and What I Want Trumps What You Want Always and Forever” ALSO, You Sir, Are A Cock

    “Nope. Go around. You
    must move for me. All about
    me. Life is mine. Me.”

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    November 2, 2011
    people, the fury

  • Fall Time is Different This Year and Brightness Comes In the Winter

    Good things come. Patience:
    overrated. You are proof.
    Life is infective.

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    October 27, 2011
    fall, life, love

  • My Art Mantra

    The truth, enducive
    Calls to me in lines curved in
    And sounds spilling out

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    October 25, 2011
    art, mantra, truth

  • Away From Real and I’m More Familiar With It

    A worthy venture
    trying and the reward of
    being and loving

    Shapes are feel. Reflect
    and the color of star eyes.
    Circle gets the square.

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    October 24, 2011
    girls, love

  • Meaninglessness is Meaningless AND Love and Music and Love

    Love, adoration
    Respect, honesty, patience
    Lost art of sweetness

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    October 19, 2011
    love, meaninglessness, music

  • Public Decency and the Washing of My Own Brain

    Walking on the moon
    Sting and broken parts clean up
    brain’s mess through song, four.

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    October 16, 2011
    Brain

  • The City Wilderness and A Sugar-Suitened Life, Life

    Dimensional stream
    Pouring, steaming, the quickness
    Broken idea

    She is, smiling small
    My mind is foraging for
    Leaf life, breaking glass

    Round and the museum
    Shifts and sees the margins, clear
    Crunch underfoot now

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    October 14, 2011
    city, love, rain

  • Books Stacking In My Braincase

    I’ve forgotten how
    to read with no purpose. I
    live to ingest goods.

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    October 11, 2011
    Brain, learning, reading

  • My Mind Minds Me, Mostly

    Mother calls on me
    Dark forest and bright night skies
    And water falling

    I hear it calling
    When I’m sick of hearing with
    my brain and my thinks

    I think harmonically but
    not completely. because my
    mind minds me mostly

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    October 8, 2011
    Brain, nature, wordplay

  • The Rage is Back With A Vengence and its Fuel is a Powerful Multiplier

    There are three factors
    that contribute to my mood.
    Absence makes so(u)l(e)s shake.

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    October 4, 2011
    coffee, food, sleep, the fury

  • GREATSCOTT! or Time is an Nth Variation For Which the Theme Is Infinite

    To meet one’s self in
    the past or the future would
    Back to the future

    Change the direction
    of your course drastically but
    is a movie that

    If given the chance
    would you pass it up? Could you?
    will change you always

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    September 22, 2011
    Back to the Future, Doc Brown

  • This Place is a Race We All Want to Lose

    There is a dirge here
    Begins with no knowledge of
    The dip, dive, depths of

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    September 22, 2011
    who knows…

  • BeautifulSpicySaltyLovelyThings OR Girls Are Balanced Dishes

    Sweetandlovely, old
    fast, spicyandsalty, sore
    Sweet and spicy: win.

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    September 22, 2011
    food, love

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