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Lullaby for a dragon baby who breaks the bough with bottled fists escapes the armored cradle stealing swords from terra cotta men to slash the Ming canopy and loose the butterflies that will free
Ho Chi Minh from the fire.
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Mosaics are a trick of the eye, seeming
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every timeyou openyour mouthan angel fallsinto a vat of whiskyshut ityou're fucking up heaven2013 - Rene
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i found her world cluttered and noisy, a place where logic frowns
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hot,
full
focused,
hypnotic
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you knew the lightbent it in your favorleapt confidentlyacross heartscheeks and shouldersrouged chromaticincandescent pretendingperhaps the dark had no claimover your lonely clumsy soul© 2013 - Rene
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i waited for the moon last night for hoursfell asleep with the record player on and dreamedof rain running downgutters of sea glass housesthe sun nudged me awakeand she served me toasthe's not serious,she saidhe's half baked,full of…
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fade away
glorious, golden
delicious
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she blazedgoldat the end ofa rainbowscreamingto benoticedrene ~ 2013
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pulled the
wool off my head
found i
was almost dead
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i’m trying to remember
don’t all the best apples happen
in September?
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purely fun,
humane, scientific,
old time religious
experimentation
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fire rolls through
the drive-thru
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