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Monday, January 10, 2011
isotelic idiotropy (06)
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fire rushes to my blood
burning my veins, blowing my senses
into constellations
1:22 AM
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isotelic idiotropy (05)
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twain spiders entwined–
nacreous limbs in the cold,
in longing and pang, they fit
1:21 AM
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Wednesday, January 5, 2011
isotelic idiotropy (04)
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fences bow in arches,
bridging the eyes
to the dance of the stars
7:45 PM
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isotelic idiotropy (03)
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the cold wind blows
fire on shivering
leaves of wishful thinking
1:05 AM
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isotelic idiotropy (02)
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lines bend to meet --
a curve, a cross
and the possibility of the infinite
1:03 AM
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isotelic idiotropy (01)
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ang buhay ay isang walang hanggang kuwit,
at elipse...
ang ating mga panaginip.
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life is a perpetual comma,
and ellipsis...
are our dreams.
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