Monday, December 15, 2008

khali


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Friday, October 17, 2008

punchline

All those chances you took,
What have you got to show?
Those red shoes, and tight white dress
Such a mess, resuscitate.
Those dogs smell revenge,
Out for a taste of inner thighs,
You can mask discontent
But it's hardly a disguise.
So, what to make of this?
Burning sand and stuttering time,
Funneled into mouth
To shape the way you outlive your crime.
Got to make it right now.
Got to make it right.
God is funny to you,
But the punchline is lost.

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Wednesday, September 10, 2008

storm over philadelphia. september 9, 2008.

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Wednesday, July 16, 2008

glare

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moriarty's, philadelphia, pa

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Thursday, June 19, 2008

red no. 7. jessup street. philadelphia.

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rainbow. southampton, new jersey

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Wednesday, February 06, 2008

natural blue

So dangerous, so dangerous
What shall we do with this undoing?
You asked for the breath of the world on your neck
And when it turned sour, you scurried away
So outrageous, quite contagious
The way you feel yourself high up in the tree
Ready to tread on broken limbs
And sore feet...
To feel the burning booze delete the sky above.


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Friday, October 19, 2007

train. quakertown, pa.

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Sunday, May 06, 2007

trees and wires

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Saturday, May 05, 2007

hyde street pier. san francisco.

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