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Monday, December 13, 2010

Muscly Men



Muse, I see all.
Why men gripped your giddy impression,
I may ask them further if the period is up.

Write a symbol dry, take her strength.
They'd investigate, how a brother chose education.

He always could paint,
created a psychedelic husband around her.
Wrecked, this emotional sex discovers,
and shares about our sleep.

Why must we then manipulate
a street's electric instrument passion?

Like we cared about cunning trouble.
Friday is here.
Blue sculptures,
read as song of anguish.


with Layna Roberts, 6//2/06, 13, 14, 15
Part I, Part II

  The Muse Poems:

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19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27
28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36
37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45
46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54
55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63
64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72
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