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A little HOOPLAH from psychfest ‘14

I have a samurai sword!!
THIS COULD HAVE BEEN ME

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There is no grace in act five.Only the nerves, insect-like, twitches,involuntary, bowel movements, and confusion.A snail in salt doesn’t fall asleepwith a half-smilelike Grandma from the after-school special.It twists and contorts, it jerks and writhes for some timelike a living severed limb on fire.All the people who taught me card tricks are dying.I’ve been tryingto get my pop-pop’s good looks from old snapshots.And all the people who taught me card tricks are dying.I’ve been tryingto steal my grandfather’s handsome from old photographs.And even if the world is saved,and the couples kiss before the credits list,there will be more than a lifetime of deathin the scrambled signal snow that’s leftwhen the blackened tape runs out.The invisible frames death tacked to your movie reelfar outweighs the reel itself.All the people who taught me card tricks are dying.I’ve been tryingto get my pop-pop’s good looks from old snapshots.And all the people who taught me card tricks are dying.I’ve been tryingto steal my grandfather’s handsome from old photographs.There is no grace in act five.A circus tent and all the folding chairs fit in an old coffin for travel.A circus tent and all the folding chairs fit in an old coffin for travel.
My Mantra

May I be happy.

May I be honest.

May I be healthy.


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And a Coley Face
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A Franny Face
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These are from an adventure i took with Coley’s friends.This one’s my favourite
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the only thing trying to make me smile

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