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One Boy Plays the Violin by Ex-Magician, literature

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One Boy Plays the Violin

One boy plays the violin, the other a flute, while the rest sing with their arms tucked between their legs. Polly is the only one not joining in. Perhaps the winter still mocks her in sullen strides. Oh but her face is one of a kind and must be hidden in my pocket. Slowly, the music curves around reaching a screeching pianissimo, toothache adagio. I throw a half dollar into the air. It too gets plucked from the cashmere clouds. My hand dives back behind my ear but it seems I got nothing in return. Polly moves a bit closer to the group her leg violently palpitating to the rhythms. Her enthusiasm hurls me into a trance until im writhing on the

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Archibald Dreams by Ex-Magician, literature

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Archibald Dreams

i dreamt as such: a line of trees stood as far as the eye could see by design and by default their leaves all began at the same point on the trunk so as to create millions of parallel bare legs that allowed to earth to breath Then with my head turned right i saw a vast plain for that moment i wished it to be filled with sea and to wash me upside down on the shore next to a burnt stump in the sillhouette of the statue of liberty and i thought again to myself as i had dont many nights before why do we feel like that the world is getting progessively worse we are all still destined to die god once called this "the world with

Our Lives Are Ones and Zeroes by Ex-Magician, literature

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Our Lives Are Ones and Zeroes

7 oclock we'll meet at the fork in the road take the car and travel 7 days outside our bodies blowing past former friends who threw our volatile hearts right back into the wind stop at the alley way in texas where poets spill their guts we will listen with every breath of life we'll smile at ourselves in spite of our growing insecurities i'll drop you off at the fork in 7 days and ask when we'll see each other again then trying in vain to remember your favorite color or middle name when i reach for your october hand some night in my daydreams or struggling to erase memories when i find out you forgot my face and thr

5:00 Casts It's Shadow by Ex-Magician, literature

Algebra Veins by Ex-Magician, literature

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Algebra Veins

After a hard day's fight against the astrogoths the knights sit around the fireplace like robots with lead decay the red flames lick their armor they sit in the logirithm cabin built outside the castle each had slits you can see their eyes one is crying one is wondering "when shall i be able to releive myself of this cumbersome sheet of metal" he is stabbed the next day his horse wanders in to the surrounding woods free at last the king sends messages with a pigeon and he flies with red arrows of the warm fronts sending messages like "the astrogoths are our allies" something is scratching the window of the logirith

Flying American Flags by Ex-Magician, literature

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Flying American Flags

it was november houses topped with ticket snow jaguars in the windows of city hall silver lined the ghettos on the outskirts of the monopoly people could be heard to say "when the children are put to rest nothing is left but numbers hanging" their sentences were kept out to dry in the wind the soldier had apples in his eyes he sat down on a park bench and put his numbers to rest someone told him "you cant wake up this isnt a dream anymore" the facts were faced that moment when he stood on earthquake legs of the sea craddling a musket and sweating bullets his war had come.

Interval Between 2 and 4 by Ex-Magician, literature

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Interval Between 2 and 4

Words like that always bring us back to something more natural like a tangible leaf floating through the sky we stop and think who will be the next to fall take a second to look up at the crow as he flies he'll fly maybe one time for us one small step was for mankind and the next step might bring the collapse when it takes only a river to seperate man from himself

Seven Bridges Road by Ex-Magician, literature

Second Thoughts On Creation by Ex-Magician, literature

A Thought On Cake by Ex-Magician, literature

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A Thought On Cake

And did you realize you couldnt have your cake and eat it too? you can have your cake thinking its way on the head of a beareau, its there. when eaten, it nulls existance. you possess it no longer. so the saying rings true i dont remember where the old and wise would remember to squeeze the phrase into a moral so as to strike me with inspiration. But science proves it true.

Will O' The Wisp by Ex-Magician, literature

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Will O' The Wisp

pull my chord watch me spin around in concentric circles dictionary's dont die slowly each page wilts and each word drifts into the sky they land somewhere in the west but not buried only discovered again and as i spin dont forget about the earth as it spins as well powered by each pair of feet running in parallel directions she connects us with skeletal prose each bone destined to touch base after we die and repose in the dust on top of our words

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Current Residence: Fayettenam
Favourite genre of music: indie and hip hop
MP3 player of choice: iTunes
Wallpaper of choice: gisele bundchen
Personal Quote: my eyes are engine red

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bruno jiminez

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the godfather

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pavement, superchunk, guided by voices

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Dave Berman, richard brautigan, james tate, john fante, charles bukowski, f scott fitzgerald

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Ex-Magician

Nov 21, 2006

fetus man

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hey. i have a painting for you to see.

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Ex-Magician

Sep 8, 2005

electricity comes from other planets

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these pictures i posted o so recently are products of my dads old pentax k1000 he gave me so i could use for my art class. i was talking to a girl in my class who found a new one for 200 dollars and it occured to me yesterday that that was exactly how much i payed for my digital and now i despise digital. okay maybe not despise. anywho ive got another roll developed i just need to scan them sometime also theres a website much like this one for artists in the fayetteville area www.artamiss.org ive got a username on there. i suggest you check it out theres some good stuff.

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Aug 18, 2005

he could lick by smiling

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i wrote a poem the other day with stuff i cut out from a magazine. its called the common perfectionist. and im writing a lot of stream of concious poem stuff. ill perfect those and post some stuff soon. i swear. its been a while since i wrote some okay poetry.

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Allerlei

Jun 29, 2008

Your pic [link] was featured here [link] It's awsome work

thanks

np man, lol i saw it front page... And seriously was jaw dropped...
Its so simple, funny... blah blah blah... I could go on saying why I liek it but yah...

*shutsup*