Never Lose That Feeling.

vs. the skills.

2008-06-25T17:35:52Z

Duke University Neuroscience doesn't know what to do with me either. And they don't have my records for some reason; I can't call it. They're being sent again. I did my best to explain myself: which is to say, I exhaustively and circuitously bro...

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Piledriving Emergent Eschaton.

2008-06-25T01:12:53Z

My cup mouldeth over outside Cup A Joe's on Hillsborough St, and I'm reading theology blogs and watching traffic drag past from a little stone table on the sidewalk. It's dusky, and as the light and heat fade, I'm chewing the ice from my iced moc...

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Wordclay.

2008-06-22T02:04:46Z

It's hard work. We form sentences so carefully. My tongue whirs my words around as fast as I need but if my teeth catch I'll stutter and spit. A fleck of vowels, a wobbled word, a lump in my cheek inexpertly slicked away from the subject is the ...

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The tinny spank of wedding bells.

2008-06-17T06:53:20Z

Sounds off the grass and through our bodies, and to the music I imagine us, tremulant, as air spirits tranquilly evaporating in the heat, incorporating ourselves into the clouds and blues while the rest of the afternoon dies, orange and reddenin...

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Yezzurr.

2008-06-07T19:31:54Z

Back to normal. Swervedriver was awesome. It was good to see them. I never would have thought I'd have gotten the chance. Church today.

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Exhausted, beleaguered, but still steady keepin' it guapo.

2008-06-02T11:22:42Z

First hail of the season yesterday. God spitting ice down on the woods. I took a picture. Drove to Greensboro, to Piedmont-Triad Int'l Airport, picked up the folks around 1 am. Drank liters of espresso to wake myself up just to stay awake for ...

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Tiny towns while people.

2008-05-30T09:04:54Z

I miss the tiny towns. Drove around little villages north of me, up by Creedmoor and caught in traffic, all over 98 and cardboard flicking in the wind in the back of my truck, down from the clouds cooling as the sun went down. At 7pm, the dump ...

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Back to only those teenage hopes.

2008-05-28T18:49:55Z

And not a day too soon. Thanks to the good people at Alliance Medical Ministries, I'm not taking anything anymore - God willing, we can close that whole awkward chapter of life, huh? I feel like a get to start again, like I'm free to put an X thr...

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Can I get back my lonely life?

2008-05-24T10:17:27Z

I am waiting for the coffee to drip. The dog begged his way into the garage. Without the Seroquil, I don't sleep at all. The house is empty at 6am. Less empty than at 3am, but only because the blue light of morning brings resolution to a longi...

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Drug abused.

2008-05-22T22:29:26Z

Drug abused. I can sleep all day, all day and tomorrow too. The verdict on Seroquil seems to be: it'll knock you the fuck out and you'll dream about singing + wake up exhausted, 13 hours later Seroquil + Melatonin: knocked the fuck out + drea...

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