Posted on Mar 1st, 2009
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mary
what is known is naught but tracer, sparked through ocean dark and vast primordial clamping like skin to bone, the unknown to imagination which plops meagre stone across inland sea into a semblance of knowing... More »
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Posted on Feb 28th, 2009
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mary
even now i feel this skin within my skin this heaving whoosh and flow restless, and barely contained in corpuscle of blood and bone soon enough, cold and putrid this body will be, and food... More »
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Posted on Feb 27th, 2009
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mary
yes, a conundrum! but for life, He is but silence and without dilation, His vast potential nary stirring but a whisper a word a lyric a song a dim echo in long-forgotten cathedral a deep... More »
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Posted on Feb 22nd, 2009
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mary
yes we do spin from the ether from the merest seed of dream all the plagues of mankind virile and reconstituting from slightest mention the least transmission igniting like wildfire the foul reach of authority... More »
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Posted on Feb 21st, 2009
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mary
only mind crashes mightier than the sea sculling mortals on the reefs beyond the breakers where the word pearls from the deeps bursting worlds asunder and hearts aflame with the sheer majesty of their passage... More »
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Posted on Feb 21st, 2009
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mary
i do feel myself tooled through words that would press and probe the mettle of me to stamp me with indelible tooth in a loose cross-weave, like a gunny-sack for hauling grain to the front... More »
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