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Copyright- 2008 *A Second Time Around* I've set stones in archways with the utmost diligence, I've pressed my lips against the white-hot filament. I rewind collisions to the sound of cheering crowds, but I don't undo; I simply view a second time around. When the garden ceases blooming cause the earth is bound to quake, and my shadow ceases looming, for I've faith that it is fake, I'll call out for my family, see them floating on the lake. And I'll cherish every memory that The Service didn't ...

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Copyright- 2009 *Creation* Some days, I just ache for the grave. For the rapturous rupture of civilized ways, Some days I can taste what I know to be fake, but more is the need to create. Let the glaciers be jury, may sunlight be tried, convicted and hanged for its crimes on mankind. And let those who argue "it keeps us alive" be cut to the earth in the night. Summer just plays with us, burn what gOD gave to us, more is the will to survive. ~ On hot nights, I would lay in the fields, and ...

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Copyright- 2008 *Chaperonne* I was seated with a chaperonne, deaf dumb and blind when the guns of the navaronne rusted and misfired working the sharpest angle, desensitized to time, when i climb the ivy's highest vine to claim its wine as mine. And the fruits of all my labor rot beneath my tree of youth. when all the signs of wear and tear are pointing blame at you. you must all resist the movement, you must counter-act on que and suffer me your urgency, desensitized to proof. The photogenic ...

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Copyright-2009 There are gigantic vent-like rifts in the North Pole leading to vast subterranean gulfs and cities. Just thought you all should know. *Humility* Time wash away our divinity leave our true essence to mold walking away in infinity like closing my eyes in the cold. Agelessness curbs my humility pondering the value of one walking away through infinity my back to the rising sun. Dusk brought my soul to the foot of the mountain as slowly I spoke to the gods. That inhabit far corners ...

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Copyright- 2009 That arthouse feel.. *The Dreamer's Manifesto* When I came back to port, I bore the dreamer's manifesto; the fruit of all my efforts after 20 years at sea. But the homes of all the printers now wear boards, or rest in escrow. The doctors sleep in gutters, and they reek of slow disease. I numbly clutched my writings passing makeshift steel sepulchres. I stumbled through the square beneath the new perpetual dusk. If not for rain's sweet mercy, that it hushed the fields of ...

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Copyright-2008 Analogies HO!!! *Wedding Dress* Torn between a NEED for peace, and a lust for confrontation. Sleeping through your wedding dress's endless alterations. Longer in the summer months, and wider in the winter. Yellowing in an antique chest, and thinning as it splinters. And while you thread and sew and hem, and hum the night away, I sleep on a victorian couch we found on labor day. You shoot the standard glare that says "I just can't stand the sight of you." But I sleep day and ...

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Copyright-2008 To purchase chords for YOUR disruptor, visit Myspace.com/JesseJett today! *Script* The script to which I'm bound says that I'm to know no reason. And never will I understand the way you speak to me. In one hand is the match that burned the house of my allegiance, the other grips my judgement, which has lost it's right to speak. So delicately placed, are the chords of my disruptor, such artificial taste adorns the apples of my lair. Such monumental guilt grips the chains of my ...

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Copyright- 2008 They've gotta be romantic once in a while.. *An Open Letter To Love* Having never heard you speak before, I long to hear my name falling softly from your lips like so much fleeting summer rain. And never having touched you brings a hollow sort of pain, for while I don't know what I'm missing, I still miss it just the same. I walk through crowds with feelers out, my senses open wide. How many times I've brushed against what could have been my bride. How many times I've ...

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Copyright- 2007 Definitely one of my favorites, written during an extremely slow day at the headshop I used to work at. (RIP Beatniks) **Pegasus** With her finger on his lips she transcends explanation. She has no need for metaphors to let somebody down. She is coming through a second time, and heaven knows the reason why, her reasoning's just a foothold on her climb to the sky. And when the storm is said and done, she'll take a look around. She'll find it all was worth it to be brought to ...

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Copyright- 2008 Spoiler Alert!! I drop an F-Bomb here folks, fair warning. Lock your children, Hide your doors. ** RIP Naivete ** Rest in peace, naivete, for long you served me well. My catalyst, my birthright, til the ruined gates of hell. "Hell" defined as handshakes facing people you once knew. A kiss goodbye, naivete, for all you put me through. A final toast, some sacrament, to quell our bitter terms. Our raging seas, our symphonies, our endless wells of words. Where drown all clumsy ...

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