Meanderings
Friday, September 09, 2011
I saw a sword scything through space, sweeping my thoughts aside in a flutter of mesons, my Silver Machine shielding the orgone no more.
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Mythos poetry
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12:00 PM
prose poems , inspiration bubbling out , the castoffs of a whirlygig mind
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