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pouring empty pages into dusk there was a headline back in '69 two dead in a flat in London Sylvia's shadow and her only ray o..

previously posted work...revised...

some correlation years removed from Fitzroy Road... Sylvia, maybe we would have gotten along splendidly i think your words ..

thanks to Chris for the inspiration for this one.

soaked in festive foreclosure a rosary book and a shadow catcher holy water blues the young boy trips on his Our Fathers and wo..

there really is no man in the moon marvelous mushroom malevolence spreads dark clouds fungus fallen from the sky, why? proven p..

storm window dream the snow screams against my window the icy stares of yesterday's love now an accumulation of painful retros..

the consequence of buzz typing and extended prose siphoning the innuendos between stanzas you poem-ed my best intentions into your..

writing snow blind sniffing cocaine in Spokane white christmas in july of 1991 coming completely undone the table lines bein..

the bookends of life and death tambourines rattle like the conclusion of a diamondback stories within the swiveling body of..