Sunday Feb 19, 2006

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If Ever I Loved you then No Doubt I Gave you a Book


Ill wait for you in the library,
any library every library.
(Peter Greenaway The Pillow Book)

Part I
(asleep at the foot of my desk)

A leaf captured and pressed
in some 1940 edition of someone
to be removed decades later
at a lonely desk and twirled
between the fingers momentarily
on...
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meow:

Thanx for the comments on my new set! kiss

miao!!

Wednesday Feb 08, 2006

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The Barge and the Language of Currents

Life is a war
between love and freedom
and freedom always wins.

In the path of nature where telos
is chance and endurance
the cumshot always divulges
greater structures who float and dissolve yielding
greater structures who float and dissolve yielding.

And so in darkling golden light
barefoot
I make my way again to the waters edge
where...
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Tuesday Feb 07, 2006

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So a freind of mine and I are collecting fucked up and hostile ideas for tshirts. So far my favorite one is

"Fuck you wannabe" -- in trendy script -- like Massimo. I am open for other suggestions.

Monday Feb 06, 2006

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The Instrument Makers Shop

Through a sequence of almost invisible gestures
I have garnered a measure of respect
at the instrument makers shop.

I take 4 times as long as anyone else
in setting up the workpeice
dimensioning to an order of magnitude more precise than is required
(when possible.)

I wipe and oil the bench tools before and after use
and replace the chucks...
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Monday Feb 06, 2006

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I saw the answer.

I was with a girl, but I don't know who it was. We were working together to resolve something, but I'm not sure what it was. We were in a neighborhood that reminded me of the neighborhood where I grew up. I remembered something - a network of rooms and tunnels from a dream when I was young, and I...
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God I'm amazing. From time to time it just hits me and I kind of get all choked up -- how cool I am. I'll stare at the mirror, or my penis while I am urinating, and just get all dewy eyed. I sincerly wish all of you understood how cool it was to be me, so that you could burn with envy in an appropriate manner. I understand that you are sheilded by your ignorance, but God who knows all things must really be suffering.

Wednesday Feb 01, 2006

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Spring

I can not even describe to you how happy my roses make me. Every one of them is different, and I behold them (there is no other word) when I stand before them and I contemplate and take inwards their branching and their color and the textures of their leaves and they become individual to me. When they reach out with new growth I...
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