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May.11.2013
Her face is turned half-way, the dim blue glare of solitary illumination a halo,
Straev is held between her glance and the place between them,
a sensuous mathematic evolves through the absence of mortal words,
an undoing he is unaware of, as she attempts to fulfill her role as emissary
of the...
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Mar.22.2013
Out upon the gathering gloss the shore is a monster,
all of my conceptions gather prominence, and all else
is inland; so easily do I find comfort in myself, the bark,
a cortex of all my designs. Can I dance here upon the
rhythm of the water with my love and some insufficient...
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Jan.31.2013
I saw the water reach up through your face and bring back memory and in that dawning your old life rose up through the years that had come between the two of us riding strong deep-brown horses across brush and old rotten fruit never picked when the season was full of flavor and you and i brought...
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Jan.30.2013
These shadows speak of eternity,
oh! all the dust that we have let fall,
and all the rust we watch enarmor
the words of our fellows,
which march on to make this world.
These shadows race to find us now,
our machines sweetly polished,
in the dark of the day
where we entreat our emotion...
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Nov.21.2012
a courage,
a catacomb,
a locked up joy in the depths of holidays.
an enigmatic envolope,
mysteriously placed
upon a mantle with fire and incense.
a divine time,
for any persuasion,
deadly and gayly lit.
the gold halls and silver,
the rush of exquisite tasting,
the bold...
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Nov.16.2012
With the advent of the internet, the world has been harnessed within the grasp of nearly every person in the world. It has borne with it the culmination of centuries of human thought and discovery. This has made the personal computer of each individual one of the...
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Oct.30.2012
out from under the death of day, a new feeling of fire evolves. a spurning of things antithetical, and also a hysteron proteron. with freedom comes chaos and with the chaos is feeling. out from under and the death of the day is burning. under the dermis, hot and inflexive,...
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Oct.16.2012
i jerked the wheel only five from ten and two,
the lights approaching very quickly,
halos exploding in the convexity of the rear glass.
my ire peaked, i exhaled speed,
the black blur of night took its shape back
only slightly.
out of the slowly unwinding moment,
an action was...
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Sep.27.2012
ephemera,
you will never know the autumn.
your miniscule bones
would shatter at the thought of cold.
...
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Sep.20.2012
borne on water.
built and bold in water.
bronze ballast over water.
burned building under water.
broken bubbles up from the water.
And lo the great wooden beast moved over the terra firma,
fairly flying above the drowned land,
its great oak jaw pawing along the surface.
And up from the...
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Aug.26.2012
burned moths still licking at the light;
they flap near noiselessly,
just inside the luminous shadow
(inverse of the dark).
just as in our world,
there is a crystaline globe circling the answers...
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Aug.25.2012
And what if we have reached the apex of this life?
What if the birds have been singing of our departure for decades?
If the spider knows of it, then it is certainly true.
And what of the expiration of antiquity?
No more great words to remain,
no lasting advances to move forward;
all is precisely as...
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Aug.12.2012
as the little ones danced round the flames,
the language of their elders poured from their pores.
they could not speak for all the words that moved
upon their young, taut flesh.
they did not know what was being said
from them,
yet they knew that one day
they would ache to understand it.
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Aug.03.2012
within the confines of corporeal thought.
(believe me, there is a difference.
there is bodily thought and celestial thought.)
i am my dreams. my limbs,
languid, betray my bold will.
my love moves away and into me.
i must be to blame for this fickle nature.
i must also be to blame for the...
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Aug.01.2012
i've learned of the past.
i've found myself deep within the folds of a sun long burned.
if there is madness in looking on the past,
it has surely settled in me.
though i no longer dwell there,
i have occasion to peer briefly.
a brilliance like bright birds nestles in creases of memory.
they shit...
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I sat on a waist-high brick wall with the drunken moon, its head on my shoulder.”
About Kyle
I live in the grand city of Athens, Ga. Right now i am a sous chef at a downtown tapas restaurant. I am back in school to finish the English degree that i left in the rich dirt of the Appalachian mountains ten years ago. I hope to go on to...
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