so after geramie eats his bukkit o ramen
i might hopefully try to record audio for some of these pieces in shrot tracks
CVS has the loop cornered.
Water Pour

songs about slumberI.songs about slumber
our city is a bed
.
a man tries to straighten the wrinkled sheet of road gives up, sits down, pans the street for change
.
the apartment building thrusts, phallic,
making love to an empty sky. a burst of pigeons coo shut up shut up
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a boy tries to fall asleep. his nightlight
is a myth that burns out once a day
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the girl walks off her roof
.
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our city is not a mattress
.


sparrow5:12 p.m.sparrow
The trees are unsettled, their limbs tossing in the violent tempest -- gauges for Natures wrath or love. The storm plays like a silent film as I sit in the cabin of my car. My old campus gym sits in the distance like a stolid mountain.
The world comes to life in stereo as I step out. Dashing down the side of the parking lot, my umbrella mimics the trees. Trying to avoid the rain, I notice an upturned creature on the wet pavement. I stoop to examine it. Its pale legs stick up like flags of resignation. People must
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.....cogwurx......
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I can't get lost, I don't know why..
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Allow for falling---pack your trampoline reinforced towel
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I can't get lost, I don't know why..
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I can't get lost, I don't know why..
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Allow for falling---pack your trampoline reinforced towel
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I can't get lost, I don't know why..
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Allow for falling---pack your trampoline reinforced towel
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I can't get lost, I don't know why..
thank you though.
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Allow for falling---pack your trampoline reinforced towel
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