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Promise

every now and then i fallapart at the seams, it seems only held together bythe promise of a new day and the words i want…

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no glory

so i lay thereplaying with splintersin the late afternoon the angels of paradise,hidden in the mysteryof my days leaningon worn-out wings, sang to me sticks…

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Some words of encouragement

The other day, a good friend of mine messaged me: And I replied with: And:

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Bliss

Yesterday, I was wondering what it would be like to return to a state of innocence like before I was aware of the wicked ways…

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I could have wandered on

I’ve been threatening to publish another poetry chapbook for at least a year now. I have a completed manuscript, just haven’t gotten around to editing…

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some beach scratchings

This past weekend, we packed up the Outlander and headed northeast to King’s Lynn for a little camping excursion. The first one of the season….

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ignorance

can be yourself don’t bottle up the body, keep it open. when all self-identifications remain get rid of god. no self-definition, i am energy and…

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god be sitting on a fence

god be sitting on a fence up the road i saw him peering at the traffic passing by then he wandered over to the tobacco…

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no glory

so i lay there playing with splinters in the late red afternoon the angels of paradise hidden in the mystery of my days leaning on…

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night’s leaves

on a pristine october afternoon i applied for a job begging at the ports all for the sake of feeling my way against the ghost…

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