Without wrath.
Never forget the joy of against
The echo cauldron of blessed against.
Forget your lifetime of hapless revenge.
Sing loud, pilgrim, your anthem of disgust
Without contempt. Stay wild.
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- Meet The Poets
- 1,000 Posts Here At the Shambling Darkness Project
- self-portrait #2
- Father's Day
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- A Very Horrible Song
- Monongahela This
- Fatherhood
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- Stay Wild
- Self Portrait
- Last Letter to An Open Door <?xml:namespace prefix...
- Jackson Ward
- Well, Which Is It?
- Cookie Monster Cookie Monster
- Pan Am Discard And shudder the unblocking which un...
- Training the Many Fisted Borzoi<?xml:namespace pre...
- Andean Appalachia
- The Body In A House
- Gone To Ground
- Fox Hole
- Water Lilies
- Limestone
- The New Decay The smell of wood smoke in the ...
- A Joke
- Marks Through the sighting scope you see On...
- Skeleton Up from a cutting Straight knife t...
- Sometimes, While Riding My Motorcycle
- The Shaved Survivalist
- Gumbasia
- Everybody Loves Hypno Toad
- Ruin At the camp, in the morning, everyone pi...
- Heironymous in Aftershave Heironymous of the under...
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