Tim Barrus Blog
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They Said It Was An Accident
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this was
no accident
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Lost In Your Head Again
The Keeper of the keys.
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divided
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Big Yosemite, Big Cash
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I am a communist. I do not see America like Americans. Antediluvian, obsolescent dystopian desert sea to seas in seas. It stinks. It’s a parking lot. Its buildings unassailable prisons. Her roads are rot. Angel Falls is closed. Ranger, Walt Disney, ordered the closure. Guns. Guns. Guns. Even in a…
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BY WHISPERING TONGES
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By whispering tongues, sleeping in the woods, smells of moss and I am cold, fucking cold up here. This sleeping, this woods slips the soul like the light of photons whispers blood. Each one turned his face to fear, dread, fishgut, one side, hidden brooks, sleeping in the woods all…
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EACH TURNED HIS FACE
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SLEEPING IN THE WOODS
Slips the soul like the light of photons whispers blood. Each one turned his face to fear, dread, fishgut, one side, hidden brooks, sleeping in the woods all night.
ANOTHER VERSION
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And Edges of the Zero Gate
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The dismal sky burns the tongues with scorn. Languages. Never savage chaos as it walks the moon beach shore. Coiling in the darkness, it was like remembering our cells of faint shadows and it’s time to go. Any whore will get it. You and I both know.
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Many Wanted In
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Subway From Hell
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It is strange. Watching grown men and women selling their souls. Many of them understand how poverty works. They are afraid it could mean them. It does mean them. The company you are working so hard for will be purchased by another company you are not working for. Then what.…
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NO
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