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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..

that odd shade of green the forecast is empty weather map is a blank board of trust love skipped through a rain filled puddle ..

aisles, i'll's, and isles between imagine if a touch didn't ignite if lips met, there was just indifference if words of sent..

still life's pulse intimate thoughts blush your skin reflected in my eye's imagination i draw pictures on the canvas of my heart ..