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Oh gods, oh gods, are you there? What can I do to get you to look down and give in? Wake up, look down, hear my prayer! I'm here in the field with my feet on the ground and my fate in the air, waiting for life to begin…
born down in El Paso where the tumbleweeds grow to the middleweight champ of all Mexico- dad fought many bloody battles and raised four sons, Chavo was the oldest one
You, you, and nothing but you: mahvelous novelist, you. Pushing through windows and bursting through walls, en route to the sky!
learn some secrets, never tell. stay sick, don't get well
(you don't have to do all of these) ANGRY MEN DON'T WRITE THE RULES, AND GUNS DON'T RIGHT THE WRONGS.
it is june. I am tired of being brave(I love your echoes)
If you know what you want then you go and you find it and you get it. And you give and you take and you bid and you bargain, or you live to regret it. There are rights and wrongs and in-betweens, no one waits when fortune intervenes! Why you do what you do, that's the point—all the rest of it is chatter. If the thing you do is pure in intent, if it's meant, and it's just a little bent, does it matter? No, what matters is that everyone tells tiny lies. What's important, really, is the size!
I can't go because I don't want to
Everybody gets along with him. That's the trouble…. nothing's wrong with him.
I stand where the flashing swords gleam and I try to shake myself clear of the dream but I'm out of my element
Out there among the millers and the weavers and their wives, through the roofs and gables I can see them! Everyday they shout and scold and go about their lives, heedless of the gift it is to be them! If I was in their skin, I'd treasure ev'ry instant, out there…
unfurl the black velvet altar cloth, draw a white chalk bathomet, mistreat your altar boys long enough and this is what you get
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels. Doorbells and sleighbells and schnitzel with noodles. Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings, these are a few of my favorite things!
cops and robbers, strictly bargain line, spent the wet night tracking visions through the pines, draw my arms into my hospital gown, see the sky open up and rain down
Betcha on land, they understand that they don't reprimand their daughters…
I'm nobody, who are you? are you nobody too?
