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(For B.W. & His John - I never knew) By invitation your fair-weathered friend texts his plea to join tonight's anniversary lovingly ce..

Boy with two why's the weekend find him restless with a younger picture of himself on Adam for Adam's Club for men, using his computer skills to s..

i am moved - a tree whose roots are deep transplanted by the gravity of your heart, southwest sleep on clouds to the unstained sea-sweat of Diego ..

When grandmother died my mother's siblings announced it through pre-paid phone cards and static the time was closer to midnight on our side of t..

...what is the truth but painful, unfettered words... it's best if we don't speak use your tongue instead on my skin let these urgencies translate..

I did not have time to get you what I wanted just a heart on a string ready to float away a card with flagrant words someone else wrote someone..

Once... Tender once... his fingers the newness to my touch avid eyes that miracle meanings in the sunrise light of us, enjoying the immersin..

These problems i evoke like Manannen from rituals of tears and in fallow light to animate my turmoil / sitting in the driver's seat, in park, liste..

to be un-noticed, passed by for something not worth looking - like a rock, or tree, an everyday occurance nothing important (really)... i do not..

Did not realize in these three defunct days you are gone to seat among the execs presenting your vocation company romp to the big apple never slee..