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02-02-05
at night the coyote screamed
the tiny ape ran, as if
hell had found him.
history danced behind his eyelids
forcing him to say...
all that came before him
led to all he'd leave behind
lost to secrets; found by science
never known to know what's found
one little man can move a mountain
with fear as motivation.
blah. i'm on a dry spell... i'll try to do better with the title one. if I can make just nine people a day stare at me in abject horror and confusion... i think i've done my job.
there are only 10 kinds of people in the world: those that can read binary, and those that can't.
you know what? i still want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket. (%) |