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 | No ThursdayBy » tranceinmypants on Thu Mar 15, 20070 Comments | There's no popping ecstasy in the library There's no smoking in the back There's no guns in the lobby There's no shame in the fact What we have here is a failure to communicate There's no life in these houses There's no life in this pen There is no Thursday. |
| Old SoulBy » tranceinmypants on Sat Feb 10, 20070 Comments | I am a spirit sent to the earth in human form now you hear it my past goes beyond the day that I was born some smile in my face then they silently scorn up until now this is the last of them how many masks Ive adorned myself with how many masks Ive worn -Kamau |
| Vale of yearsBy » tranceinmypants on Sat Jan 27, 20071 Comment | We met once in a hall with no space in a time with no place but i still remember the way your eyes widened as if you owed me but had forgotten my taste to this raven haired girl dancing in the twilight when i chase you too closely but a hairs breadth behind with twin gleams of white in... |
| samadhiBy » tranceinmypants on Sat Nov 25, 20060 Comments | Sunfield of bubbles lazy on a day jerry-rigged with sudden yelps tomcats and shovels gentle pounds of hay the love lies so subtle just gesturing, coddling and primping with faith As seven jail cells are burning beyond 3 green mounds under a sky rent gray the train that passes... |
| LockBoxBy » tranceinmypants on Fri Sep 2, 20051 Comment | In here I feel the beat And the body heat But my soul's still with the street still looking to meet its core shrouded lights its equal swaying cells its place my glowing secret. |
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