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  • Casual clots, wrinkles in the mountains.
    I'm folding togs into shapes that stack well.
    <100 words, 6 comments, August 7, 2008
  • These regnant men have walked down from the throne.
    To the edge of totality, to fall into the dregs.
    <100 words, August 6, 2008. In War, Society, Life, Dark
  • Time
    The dead gold fish down the drain.
    <100 words, 1 comment, September 16, 2007

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  • Sunday at allpoetry
    Casual clots, wrinkles in the mountains.
    I'm folding togs into shapes that stack well.
  • Trepidation at allpoetry
    These regnant men have walked down from the throne.
    To the edge of totality, to fall into the dregs.
  • Time by Jacob Cofield (My beloved brother.) at allpoetry
    Time The dead gold fish down the drain.

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