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Thursday, May 7, 2009

dreamscape 6

i can hear you calling me
the way i ache in dreams
you must be calling
how else can i explain
this pain?

your voice is the air i walk on. & we will build a fire. gentle as a smile. that will kill schrodinger's cat. & the future will belong to us. better than your best dreamt dreams & coughed out of the ugliness of others. we will be what. we were meant to be. indented. genuinely impressed scenes frame puppets on stage.

spotlights inside.

everything feels laced.

tlkz 2009-May
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