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Angels Of Stone Not as cold as the contents beneath; you the
Angels Of Stone Not as cold as the contents beneath; you the marbled ministers of hidden mercies who hover over fields of death and watch over the a...

HIC IACET ROBIN, REX QUONDAM REXQUE FUTURUS I have to admit I
HIC IACET ROBIN, REX QUONDAM REXQUE FUTURUS I have to admit I hadnt thought of you for quite a bit and that though we had never met I thought of yo...

AND STILL THE TEARS FLOW We cry for the children not ours but
AND STILL THE TEARS FLOW We cry for the children not ours but ours the television thrusts their deaths into our eyes and so like mythical mother Ni...

The Vineyard I hear the soft calling from the soul of it, one
The Vineyard I hear the soft calling from the soul of it, one that will forever stir my devoted heart; these grapes of my youth that now wait patien...

DARKNESS BEFORE LIGHT Extinction of a controlled fate Rats in a
DARKNESS BEFORE LIGHT Extinction of a controlled fate Rats in a maze who learned too late That synapses pass the threshold- snap. The function of a wa...

THE LOST CHORD A scatter of loose photographs take to the
THE LOST CHORD A scatter of loose photographs take to the floor the past strewn across the new carpet. The sun shines in black & white. His finger...

. . .tenue en temps. . . here you are held in time memory
. . .tenue en temps. . . here you are held in time memory sketches you in a few brief lines cuckoo spit upon a tanned thigh a briar scratch a litt...

hmmm. maybe this is opetic... on the spot off the optic...
hmmm. maybe this is opetic... on the spot off the optic... topic writing I was nonchalantly fishing on the banks of this old river and the sun was g...