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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. |