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Monthly Archives: May 2013
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Golden age sages write rhymes to the beatof falling acorns, dropping and cloppingtheir steel-toe boots are off as the sun climbsfrom Aurora’s terrace, steady mobbing:It was a long night, filled with countless MC’sall ringed in a cypher to please their … Continue reading
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CafĂ© dude, don’t throw napkins on the floor and then get up and shove more down your pants; it’s uncouth and unsanitary, or there’s little hope left in our divine dance: Now I’m just laughing because people are a bizarre … Continue reading
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Porcelain dolphin, elephant, white swanin the curio cabinet, peaceful;the white bell sits unrung; the heart unstrungpresidential plastic with heads unhung:There’s an African queen of some stature,and a tango, secretly its originsthe same; like a twisted rose with stem enraptured,the dancers … Continue reading
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I made a simple promise to myself,that I would never leave my flag unfurled;regardless of the dangers I incurred,my truths would speak across the depths of space:Forgive me the lack of patience as I write;my mind is blank, and blackness … Continue reading
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The path to love is paved with gray seashells that prick the pilgrim’s feet as he wanders with thoughts of sequined gowns and wedding bells; behind him thugs stalk him as he ponders: He has no sense his road and … Continue reading