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Betrayal
November 22, 2011 – 03:05
To the often slained lancer
the brave and better prisoner,
of the wild cackling arena
friends of the night
who are fatally strangers to one another
I begin with my own limits
and spear everyone
Betrayal.
Be a wonderful trail.
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Depart!
November 7, 2011 – 19:34
the machine!
transport me
to the rolls of Joyce
No literature
on ligature
the pincers
I squeeze the universe with…
…into a fragile image
I, the volatile rose
choose the abyss
for peace
Depart!
despite,
there is no echo.
On your footsteps
Depart!
let the guide
you lose
sum the paths
together
as a brain
Then… Report!…
Back to life.
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The Emergency of Now
October 22, 2011 – 20:21
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Emerge from the stone bed of prehistoric confusion,
you are not flesh,
you are not just a facial expression
incised by television,
nor you are the indignity of a jet of words
inherently missing the target
Begin in bytes
The message is clear
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Kinetic Twin: Question and Answer
July 20, 2011 – 15:44
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What good is a question if the answer doesn’t render it useless?
Is matter more intelligent than meaning?
What is inherent in any answer is the gravity that makes one compose its question in the first place!
It’s ubiquitous and formulaic normally. Only the poet inside you can shift the positions of the question and answers with a [...]
The Truce
July 15, 2011 – 11:09
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The only thing I care to give is an argument, it seems to be the only worthy energy that could displace the agonising niceties of my New Vague City daze ― I much prefer being on a boat in the Mediterranean, touching fish by the tail, [...]
I Conclude
June 25, 2011 – 00:51
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I conclude with this thought that comes to mime…
Inspiration avows me the now.
Claptrap VI
O, Urge
February 15, 2011 – 01:29
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The view is a tunnel.
An event trigger
of this certain bout
encodes my heart.
I spit on mediocrity systematically on a vision.
Logic mars
its shadow;
my conduct.
o, obscure and instantaneous laughter inside the mind
you touch everything.
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November Films
December 11, 2010 – 21:55
A concise evaluation of films watched at the Hotel des grand hommes.
1 NOV 010 – The Lady from Shanghai (1947) Orson Welles. “Comes with a sublime, profound ending, typical of Welles, along with his funny Irish accent. Rita Hayworth is angelically evil.”
10 NOV 010 – Holy Mountain (1976) Alejandro Jodorowsky. “Jodorowsky is indeed Bunuel’s son. [...]
Visitations
December 5, 2010 – 18:29
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Written in Hotel des grand hommes, New York.
Visitations by private beguilers, varied in beauty.
None, whom will I palm?
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Thinking into the anchoring silence with a view as broad as a rumour.
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They are pointing the finger at me
the smoking barrel,
the cracking windshield,
I was going far into the [...]