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1) anais nin
2) charles bukowski
3) malcolm x
4) peter bacho
.
i breath your
rapid
creativity like my dreams.
transfigured slumber
once stagnant to waking life
January 7, 2010
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i witnessed a man give birth
to jazz theory.
on stage,
with mere mortals staring back.
walls adorned with ripened colors
framed with oak trees.
low brim hats, fedoras, and red wine.
the lack of smoke fills the air,
along with off-beat melody-
snappin’ like peas.
January 6, 2010
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your echo reverberates
off window panes,
behind layers-
smog: the bi-product of metal scrapping.
.
los angeles.
tall as skyscrapers,
in the shadowed vein of the 10 freeway.
westward i go.
.
closer to you;
in 3:00 pm traffic.
minding my own
business.
January 5, 2010
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these city streets
have become a massive
graveyard
for the dead memories
of yesteryear
January 4, 2010
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let’s wash away
these m u dd ledp a st s
with a steady r h y t h m
of our futures
January 3, 2010
[]
i use scotch tape,
to fix the cracks
of my wide eyed gaze-
lenses that have seen a majority
of fuck-ups, i love you’s, and ephemeral vocabulary.
its about time i exchange this perscription
for a fresh pair of contacts.
