i know a lot of fancy dancers.... people who can glide you on a floor ... they move so smooth but have no answers ... when you ask .. " why'd you come here for ? "
cat stevens


like a roman chancellor.

like a kink fascist.

like an african king of famine nothing.

capt_funguy's Works

Poetry	01/18/2004	why aren't i
Poetry	01/23/2004	ka - freakin'- boom
Poetry	01/25/2004	harbor of my resentment
Poetry	01/29/2004	errors in compassion
Poetry	02/12/2004	self defense
Poetry	02/14/2004	dollarblind
Poetry	02/28/2004	i'll simply look away
Poetry	03/28/2004	five minutes
Poetry	04/28/2004	sad things shared freely
Poetry	06/21/2004	frigate farrow
Poetry	09/17/2004	intentionalism
Poetry	01/09/2005	born of
Poetry	07/13/2005	zebra stripes and herd logic
Poetry	03/21/2007	gold bars and cotton sheets
Poetry	06/05/2007	lunghaus

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