Diary

To see through your eyes

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Beaver marks and helicopters Eagle nests and algae blooms We picked honeysuckles off trees And I showed you how To put your mouth like that Dirt trails by the Potomac River You with your binoculars Butterfly sucking wildflowers dry For a second you let me try on your eyes And when I looked through  It was the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen

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Stattic Attic

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The human mind is a black box Receiving stimulus (input) Channeling responses (output) What happens in the middle Is an inconceivable mystery

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Pistachio

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You So hard to open Intriguing and fatiguing With green eyed greed Cracking your layer To eat your insides Ravishingly

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Save the Post Office Culture

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I sharpen my gaze to interrogate fallacies  Penciling in this last year and aspiring critics I find all too insincere Pacing around the confines of an expired calendar Living like an ink blot polluted with fear My days numbered by an eight-eyed engineer Who tells me Change can’t submit to pessimism You better get to work, we’ve built you into a whole new operating system Welcome to the Access Revolution Here we’re soldiers of automation History has never been a burden Forget art, aide, and conservation These are only tools for sufferings fools Don’t be so obsessed with the dispossessed...

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