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Disinformation
“When blue skies turn green from liesspoken repeatedly to propagandizeand politicize, then thoughts unwise turnpoisonous, warping what one doth sees,thus rotting the mind’s ability to …
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Waking
One day we wake from sleep to wander through this tale of dreams with wings fluttering lighter than love free.
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Rumors
The lines of our love touch like the delicate threads of a web. The ends are intertwined and attached to a solid substance unseen and …
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Gallery
We are voyeurs moving like spirits through a gallery of images. If we never saw our image in a mirror, a pool of water, or …
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Muse
In a cloud of feathers, she spreads down on me. Her presence is soft. My body is hard. I voice my feelings in reds, emote …
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Abandoned
An armful of love abandoned on the sidewalk like garbage, the same bundle we held precious, soft and sacred as a baby. Memories consumed and …
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Crown
I wish to be king no more. My crown of thorns I renounce. Removed, the shackles of a name, fortune and fame. My kingdom come. …
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Quest
Everything was changing. Nothing remained the same. Space had expanded, yet merely rearranged. Time was stretching far too fast and waiting now to snap. If …
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Gift
Like a special gift arriving on an unexpected day, is our life and love for each other. photo-art design by todd crawshaw Subscribe to RSS feed
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Nightlife
The dead are drugged, dragged outside, and left unburied. The murderers have gone behind the trees for a smoke. The air is a choking haze. …
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