November 2010
thanksgiving is a hate crime
– poet jack storm
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#nojacknovember
ironically, dreams never sleep is looking to be late. my next day off is this thursday, i might be able to get the audio to the video, i might not. bare minimum would be a poem over a death cab song instead, and the set aforementioned released a little after that.
some jack november.
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#nojacknovember
almost finished with compiling the words- audio needs touching- visual is done. i was shooting for last week, mind you i work three real jobs which usurp my humanity “while embracing shaky saline screams/a smugglers hug under a large hung red sun/the horizon is the string” #nojacknovember
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rope memoir finish line
touching these dying dreams poems up, late november early december. got my crown of razor blades on thinking cap
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#nojacknovember
i used to sleep on that bench during college breaks and right after graduation
coming from nothing to nothing and telling you all about it
dreaming big, big, big dreams that are dying and i think are going to take me with them
your dreams take you places, face it.
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