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Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

I'm A Slug

Time Does Not Recognize Me

The Knowledge...

Some Women/Some Woman



TO BE AN ANGEL...

Laughing Maid

Brilliance

If This Is Any Art For Which You Care

I Talk To A Machine In My Darkness

I Long For Stars

And Even Stars Die

I Am Time

Crowded Out

So You Do (May 10, 2010 written for June 1987)

All Beings Considered

Storms

what makes a monster (sympathy for the monster)

Max on the max

why We celebrate the losers

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

The Times Have Come Back Of Great Want And Lack, This Is The New Great Depression

The Light Goes On In The Attic (WeAll Have Addictons)

Little Water Bug ( learning the lesson of true pain)

Hope You Enjoyed The Eclipse While It Lasted

Written For My Father Who Isn't Here To Know

I Feel Fine(r)

And With Words I Let Them Go

Used to Think I Could Fix Them.

Sometimes Love Comes With Electricity

Into The Swirling Sea Of White.

Boy Restored

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Beauty



there is beauty in the world
for those who have eyes to see it

beauty has kept me company
when I have been alone
she gave me all I needed and more
than I could hope for
when all I had seemed gone

merely glancing out my window
proved to be the solution
and what was beyond
repaired
and prepared my soul
so I could move on
be strong
and bend in the wind
once more.



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Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World
April 3, 2017 7:30pm Pacific Standard Time
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