Tim Barrus Blog

1. Tim Barrus: A Thin Line of Wire

   There are no lights up here on my mountain. The dark is like a heavy door.  

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2. Murmurs of the Absolute

   Being lead to slaughter is always the same.

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3. No Luggage And The Headlights Give Shadows To The Snowdrifts

   At first, a rippling in the air, then wings.

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4. Tim Barrus: Beware the rubble, burnt, and narrowing.

   The thickets are darkening. It’s out there waiting in the birch trees.

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5. Pinned Against a Sweating Wall

   What could possibly be darker than the tearing wind.

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6. B4

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7. swing

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8. The Elephant In The Room

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9. Tim Barrus: It Had Rained, And The Sky Was Cold And Black

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10. Tim Barrus: The Iron Grip of Winter

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