are no good in hawaii
damn this wrong luggage
- Keegan


thursday observationif when our sick mothers sleeping on a couch lately in their weakness lay apart with a first editionthursday observation
copy of "synonym's for time"
month of Sundays, coffee as expected, vocalizes nothing writing desk no entry for verb; clarion breath managing morpheme's supplies de


a room we sharedneil young sparks a joint rolls the album into blood on tracksa room we shared
"it's all about the war" vinyl facts on wax shake his guitar hand it, too, is about the war
how many women stink up his sheets? wonder at the needle
under the pillow
growing his hair
at the lip of the stage stung by the science of space
neil young doe


st. paul's size on the mapi.st. paul's size on the map
german girls clutch the railing and laugh, paint peels back.
camera's flash, feeling, falling from stratosphere
to sincere donations:
damning tracks at 44th and Navigation
the butcher's hand lost in the gravel later attempts to assimilate
into a nation adoring l'hotel des invalides bringing a book to the long coffin
of Napoleon. maids, called by the dust, surgically re-attach the altar.
ii.
german girls hold the railing staring over crane made skyline
notice, only in their hair &nbs
dancing

CornfieldI look beyond the tendrils of moaning prairies to fuming smokestacks, wisps themselves in a blowing whim,Cornfield
and I can almost feel you dodging the breeze.
Winter blessed us with blizzards back then, weather that painted your cheeks with roses and sent us diving for shelter among the cornstalks-- a laugh for a laugh, wishing the season would never end.
But it's been six months since that harvest died. Six months since the first winter I migrated away from those caves in the cornstalks, and spent my free time
and kicking, i see.
--
i'll stop the world and melt with you
you've seen the difference
and it's getting better all the time
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suture
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BREAK SOCIAL BARRIERS
- Keegan
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So you make a mask,
A mask that hides your face,
A face that hides the pain,
A pain that eats your heart,
A heart nobody knows."
~Bang Bang You're Dead
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BREAK SOCIAL BARRIERS
- Keegan
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No one expects the Spanish inquisition.
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