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Fourteen thousand dollars, 40 minutes, a trashed helmet, three broken ribs, and ten hours in the ER..... Still priceless.... The Buell 1125R Loki.

Apologies to Walt Whitman

Captain my captain
we zigged and zagged;
tacking to and fro;
from subjects light and dark;
with such delight

Oh Captain my Captain
we spent all our waking hours
and more, exploring on
on our vessel is wisps of phosphor,
electrons and light

Oh Captain my Captain
the evening was exploration, of
hearts and minds, keyboards and
lives.
Have we weathered...
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Life is good, good, good, not expecting it. but it-tis. going to the glass museum, make'n out in the theater, with no one else there, listening to The white stripes, riding fast on the bike all the time talking and talking and connecting, It's kinda magic, you know?

You wanted it all

You asked me for it:
Like you wanted it.

I knew it, was yours before you asked but I guess you didn't know it.

Giving it
was not so easy as knowing it.

It was under lock and key, like any beast
that is me, and it.

I'm no saint that's not me-
just it.

A picture painted, is not whats...
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Christ you all should just go to bed.

these last weeks

You shine with a light I can not see. Reveling the clockwork, that
drives me to strut and fret an hour upon your stage and then be heard no
more

But still: as you pass me I will turn and open my heart to collect your
invisible rays.

And when you smile: you sate my hungry eye,
and burn a blush on...
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ask me if I care cause I'm in love with a mouse, she says she don't love me: not at all.
So all I get to to is write, and piss and moan, hold up the wall.



My new skin

In my new skin:
I can be pink, brown or tan.
or the king of England,
inside.

In my new ol' skin
there are no...
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