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Age
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Location
Atlanta
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the so-called paper trail

when i am undone (blog entry) when labor wastes my life
until i cannot afford another breath
when, after i spend my last moment
the bank takes my body as interest

when the winds of apathy wash my bones
and leave me fossilized on the shores of
island minds
when eve... read more
blog entry posted Tue, February 26, 2008 - 8:19 PM permalink - 1 comment
dead art (blog entry) we have built our society
upon the burial grounds of past ones

we hold up their totems
and praise them as art

while we stare suspiciously at our own
once a poem is written it's in the past

but not past enough
it needs to be killed

... read more
blog entry posted Sun, April 1, 2007 - 9:46 PM permalink - 1 comment
a poem that just wrote me (blog entry) I.
Let's pretend
just for a second
that cars were run by dreams
we could take a trip
every night
leaving behind our worry
and an exhaust cloud
that covers everyone in a
subconscious haze
(it's only subconscious cuz
they don't know it ye... read more
blog entry posted Sat, March 10, 2007 - 3:33 PM permalink - 0 comments
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This is a brain on electricity

when i am undone
when labor wastes my life
until i cannot afford another breath
when, after i spend my last moment
the bank takes my body as interest

when the winds of apathy wash my bones
and leave me fossilized on the shores of
island minds
when even my oil is fought over by
superpowers
until they civilize me and throw me into
an oversized car, to catapult me essence
to the heavens
so i can destroy more efficiently than they

even through my reverse aging
when muscles undissolve... read more
Tue, February 26, 2008 - 8:19 PM permalink - 1 comment
 
dead art
we have built our society
upon the burial grounds of past ones

we hold up their totems
and praise them as art

while we stare suspiciously at our own
once a poem is written it's in the past

but not past enough
it needs to be killed

buried for awhile
then have its skeleton exhumed

now it's worthy of praise
its ghost haunts the catacombs

but we claim no belief in it
so it sadly disappears

its meaning known only to experts
but we must pay to hear it

and pay to see ... read more
Sun, April 1, 2007 - 9:46 PM permalink - 1 comment
 
a poem that just wrote me
I.
Let's pretend
just for a second
that cars were run by dreams
we could take a trip
every night
leaving behind our worry
and an exhaust cloud
that covers everyone in a
subconscious haze
(it's only subconscious cuz
they don't know it yet)
let's hop in and we can drive
anywhere

II.
did you know that the car
floats on a cloud?
dreams are weightless
and so float on air
some say that
dreams aren't made of anything
so they aren't real
but if dreams aren't real
then what po... read more
Sat, March 10, 2007 - 3:33 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
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