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Poems composed here, in reverse order of completion. Choose any one you would like to see.
Number; First line; Date completed.
1000: 1 Totally Horrendous, Obviously Unintended Soliloquy Awaits Next Delineation
--Oct. 29, 2001
999: Because of the imperfectability of joy
--Oct. 29, 2001
998: In far-flung empty places, where once I knew your breath
--Aug. 29, 2001
997: In far-flung empty places, where once I knew your breath
--Aug. 16, 2001
996: I walk under noise, veils of seagulls
--Aug. 16, 2001
995: Have I forgotten Shelley?
--Oct. 29, 2001
994: what orange you proffer me
--Oct. 29, 2001
993: As boredom slowly equivocates tae
--Oct. 29, 2001
992: Oh! f and k and doc I'm refreshed to see you back.
--Sep. 14, 2001
991: What can it mean, Orlando;
--Aug. 3, 2001
990: He the Rondel would be a a thirteen line
--Jul. 16, 2001
989: bring me your words in some semblance of order
--Aug. 31, 2001
988: If it left a vague taint of a soul that was yearning
--Oct. 29, 2001
987: as impossible
--Jul. 13, 2001
986: darkness gathers velocity as I spiral
--Oct. 29, 2001
985: Yellow picture postcards
--Sep. 11, 2001
984: In the far off tims when my soul followed you
--Sep. 11, 2001
983: No other indecypherable line rhymes quite like mine
--Jul. 16, 2001
982: forever travelled
--Jul. 14, 2001
981: I am given to hysterical laughter at the most inappropriate moments
--Jul. 20, 2001
980: I lay awake, remembering the many faces that peered down upon my body
--Jul. 6, 2001
979: Let's call it even,
--Jun. 29, 2001
978: If the sun was cut, would he
--Jun. 27, 2001
977: I miss you.
--Jun. 27, 2001
976: Lavender geckoes cling to the kitchen light, naked of old curtains
--Jun. 28, 2001
975: The world in all its inconsistancy
--Jun. 26, 2001
974: Cold was the night
--Jun. 26, 2001
973: Tinsel sparlked in her hair
--Jun. 26, 2001
972: No new men grow old on this damn planet
--Jun. 21, 2001
971: If you stop believing in me, I will cease to exist
--Jun. 26, 2001
970: In the end
--Jun. 26, 2001
969: The wind is sad, her kiss is mine
--Jun. 26, 2001
968: The gray heavens of suicide are waiting for your application.
--Jun. 19, 2001
967: music surging through her body
--Jun. 26, 2001
966: The monkey doesn't live there anymore, the monkey moved and took his family with him.
--Jun. 26, 2001
965: Hoy temprano me levanté
--Jun. 26, 2001
964: ive past my time and my stone is cut
--Jun. 19, 2001
963: She circled around the burning flame
--Jun. 16, 2001
962: No se dónde estás
--May. 29, 2001
961: To the wail of bagpipes assailing the air
--Jun. 26, 2001
960: I hate my job
--Jun. 14, 2001
959: gleaming chromium motopsycho queen, burnings ofrubber and oil
--Jun. 26, 2001
958: i hate my job,
--May. 23, 2001
957: knocking on the door and waiting for response,
--Jun. 21, 2001
956: tom clarke acts like a man from the dark
--Jun. 9, 2001
955: Bleached bones bumping uglies
--May. 31, 2001
954: i cannot find the words to tell nor find the tears to cry
--May. 26, 2001
953: This was meant to mean something,
--May. 23, 2001
952: Unfurl your twisted legend
--May. 24, 2001
951: This was the last time, I quit, I promise! I'll never do it again.
--May. 13, 2001
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