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Alcoholic Poet. Poetry Equals Distance Over Time.

Distance Over Time
Friday 7/25/2014 11:46:00 PM

chasing the wind. fits of surrender grinning like jack o lanterns. empty eyes filled with fire and mischief. wandering. finding. the distance rewards dedicated skin. and the edges's eager advocates.

in the dark. there are only the colors that pretend to listen. long paths carry on their murders. one confession at a time. the simple funeral of touch buries what remains of expectation.

the road resolves to how far we've come. a curious equation. more circumstance than science.

the pictures take us. and we are taken by them. the corners are stubbron. false gods with their fingers on the apocalypse.

the years she's spent on how. all of them worthless.

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