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Archive for November 2004

so

In Residue on 17 November 2004 with no comments

So jealously do all of you guard your
Petty discretion.

So hungrily do all of you savor your
Delusions of propriety.

So completely do I want to
Pity you;

But I can’t stomach giving you
That much.

So, well, fuck you.

digging

In Residue on 12 November 2004 with no comments

A lithe, aged man stands within a circle of trees. Beside him is a pile of freshly-turned soil, small creatures burrowing in and out, bewildered. A light ran falls, forming in gentle rivulets streaming around his bare feet. His hands slowly, diligently carve into the softened ground, expanding a hole now large enough to fit [...]

old 1

In Residue on 5 November 2004 with no comments

Culled from the bones of an old place, c. 7/17/02

So, in my bid to actively rid myself of…wait, that’s a shitty way to start.

Again: I came up here to write some stuff, whatever it was that needed out, so I could function today. What I’ve done is

try to tweak my computer “quickly”, a proposition that [...]