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September 9th, 2009
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Posts Tagged ‘Selection’
Jamming With Lawrence
August 29th, 2008
Who makes the choices? The leader took the reins from the dead hands Someone else will lose Then came the screams from the burning bodies. Gracefully phrased blues. Who makes the choices? Lots more life and less weight Songs from the feet One kind of music for two who like to dance But three are [...]
(Jamming With) Lawrence
March 28th, 2007
Who makes the choices? The leader took the reins from the dead hands Someone else will lose Then came the screams from the burning bodies. Gracefully phrased blues. Who makes the choices? Lots more life and less weight Songs from the feet One kind of music for two who like to dance But three are [...]
Selection
August 19th, 2006
I have tried but not arrived haven’t heard the total I got no plans, got no ties I would cry if I died. To go home, be in that frame of that same safe sane Moods of rooms secure the walls Go home.
Selection
June 30th, 2006
I have tried but not arrived haven’t heard the total I got no plans, got no ties I would cry if I died. To go home, be in that frame of that same safe sane Moods of rooms secure the walls Go home
Re-In-Living
January 27th, 2006
It was cold, not feeling the cold eyes were where they belong Huddled together feel the warmth Thoughts were where they belong. I walk down the road, leap a ditch And mount a hill despite the wind. And he bowed on the point of going How loyal had they been Make up matters by a [...]
Re In Living
April 15th, 2005
It was cold, not feeling the cold eyes were where they belong Huddled together feel the warmth Thoughts were where they belong. I walk down the road, leap a ditch And mount a hill despite the wind. And he bowed on the point of going How loyal had they been Make up matters by a [...]
Vows Sobs Tears and Kisses
August 27th, 2004
I won’t give you my name You have the little key I won’t give you anything. Your face at a glance at half a word The smallest unit of space with vows, sobs, tears and kisses. Things will be as you like Only please get well Stay in remoteness. If ever this happens again Things [...]
Vows Sobs Tears & Kisses
July 26th, 2004
I won’t give you my name You have the little key I won’t give you anything. Your face at a glance at half a word The smallest unit of space with vows, sobs, tears and kisses. Things will be as you like Only please get well Stay in remoteness. If ever this happens again Things [...]