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I can see a man up the road ahead. he spoke to me but i didn't quite catch what he said. search for signs and mile markers. give me a real destination. tell the warrior up the road ahead he can come with us as we cross this nation. please don't worry. rest your skull against the window glass as we coast along down this road on the vapors still left from the gas. alone on this freeway i don't feel so free. maybe that's why there are two of you and only one of me.
2-18-09 10:56pm

the smoke is gathering out at sea while the tide has grown deeper than the reddest of seas. on the broken warf where angels sleep, beauty has crawled up through the streets. i've often wondered who i'm living for, but i doubt i've got reason to wonder anymore. beneath the violets the grass springs forth into violence. our skulls held crowns of blood as our savior lay sprawled out helpless in the mud. his face was so badly beaten that even the oceans reflected in his eyes were bruised. as the smoke crawled along the sloped horizon and the whole world slowed down to stare, we finished off our cigarettes and positioned our gazes straight up into the air. the tide rolled in on our secluded spot; with it small fish, foam, and blood. beneath the violets on the warf where we lay our savior seeped down into the mud.
2-20-09 11:01am