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		<title>This site has moved</title>
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		<title>They sing, they all sing.</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Mar 2007 23:52:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The choir sang and the angels made a crowd to hear mortals moan All the sadness and hope in this room could sink battleships you can tell the strong from the weak its in there song and hidden behind the eye&#8217;s and its hard to see in the dim light jazz cafe My table, where [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=89&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Disgrace Land</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 01:05:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today i sat at a bus stop a brick bench outside of a saloon where drunks got to gathering and doing what they do best crawling inside bottles hidden in the dim lit atmosphere of another lost generation with no definition sitting out in the sun I wished them well and wanted for them to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=88&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Youth in Asia</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 16:21:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The difference is the horror and the happiness the tears of a clown is the only happy medium I&#8217;m rare and full of rage making another page in a long line of failures the success has yet to come and I don&#8217;t plan on it this is mine and your just a spy trying to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=87&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Chicenitza</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 06:01:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wanted to make something beautiful and my mind went blank and all I had was this a pocket full of lost hopes and broken dreams a stomach full of hunger and a heart made out of lead sometimes my mind thinks I have cancer I have to cut it out and can&#8217;t fearing men [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=86&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>W.N.D.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 06:29:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We, the kids of Chaos who stand distantly divided and are of the same shadowy past over midnights and trials and tribulations we emerge as you imagine the legions from hell or fire storms we burn the wicked in our wreckage while leaving shells of souls this service is brought to you by the weeping [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=85&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Hoarse Hockey</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2007 06:20:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[  &#160; You want my blood and I&#8217;m just giving you vinegar and at each step I am more eager to feed your fever fill you up enough to leave you hungry I know change and depictions I have seen flowers as signs of forgiveness but usually as an admission of guilt Your tall stilts [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=84&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>My Way</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 08:08:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There are private detectives at work and I am not one of them let them unfurl the mysteries of the universe while I am becoming another one In a current state of mind may we be content and take promise in tomorrow&#8217;s sunrise and its sun sets and let&#8217;s take bets its going to do [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=83&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Quite Quite</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2007 23:58:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is it everything all encompassed shift speeds and the direction of your locomotion Lunacy is never taken for granted sometime last night there was an eclipse of a most beautiful proportion it turned dark and slowly came back to life in a full moon delight under it a million stars shine in a million [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=81&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Attacked By bed-bugs</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2007 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Remembering all the beautiful faces and how they are only skin deep as everyone is searching for an absolute absolution that brings them peace or they are making horror films out of the cinema of life feeling infinitively small on an expanding planet where the voices don&#8217;t carry in the likeness of perfection everything becomes [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=80&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Vacuum Landscape Architect</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 04:28:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The rain falls hard outside my window and its washing away with it the last few days of winter to bring things into a spring fever lovers will lock hand and hand strolling idly by bodies of water as big as the ocean and as small as a puddle within them holds their significance To [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=79&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Demi god and still Human</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2007 02:17:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I saw the most brilliant glow around the moon tonight it was like a halo above me head in a gigantic perfect circle and all the times I have spent looking at the moon which has been many I have never seen such brilliance Tonight, I am an angel or something even better that a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=78&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>I (destroyed warehouse, memorial plaque).</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 04:58:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is a break in the silence but it rushes back as regularly as the geyser at Yellowstone lost in Montana your old faithful thats not so faithful anymore but that is the way things change what once was to be counted on is a depleting memory the people I have met don&#8217;t stay in [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=77&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Honestly</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2007 04:09:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I cant do this anymore I&#8217;m not going to lie to you it almost hurts to sleep because in dreams comes to me these images of when i was a madman careless and free Now, i am still a madman not much has changed except for intake i was a drunk and drug addicted I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=76&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Are you Lonesome Tonight?</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Feb 2007 00:39:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Act one: was when we met &#160; &#160; His name was Maurice, and he was attracted to calamity. In the insanity of our technological times he was a man amongst mortals and mistakes. Love was madam butterfly and a moth attracted to flame and fire. It laid eye&#8217;s on him like prey does to its [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=75&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Dealing with Guiliver</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/25/dealing-with-guiliver/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Feb 2007 07:13:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[He who stands against the crowds and currents is never truly alone, if he knows himself truth is told in movement and the soul is fluid and of fire. Burn brightly kinder for we may not have much time. Speak in truths and justice, live like kings in your poverty and forsake all those that [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=72&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Aftermoon Delight</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/24/aftermoon-delight/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2007 06:24:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Lets have these drunken nights and dance as fools would have it gyrating to a Dionysian groove our flesh, interpretative beauty the soul, weightless in the ignorance of pursuit flail your pea cock feathers in a mating dance I am not of you but no less guilty When does intelligence entwine with compassionate good looks [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=71&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Science Fiction Paternal Twins.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/23/science-fiction-paternal-twins/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2007 06:13:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I offer the shirt off my back but you want the blood from my veins thirsty vampire I adorn garlic to protect my iodine and find scraps of wood to make crosses to kill you with You load six silver bullets into a revolver as I play the part of where wolf I am a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=70&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Heartbreaker, you sure is smart.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/22/heartbreaker-you-sure-is-smart/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2007 00:56:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I have been reading books about suicide murder and love For the first time since i can remember I have been dreaming when i sleep it&#8217;s a new sober dawn and I wait all night for that something burring myself between pages of books bleeding secrete thoughts into secrete journals sometimes it seems it&#8217;s all [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=69&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Mourning Glory.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/20/mourning-glory/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 04:06:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[The children have all gone to bed tired, while the adults mull around the last few hours of night to relax as time is a decaying fracture when we all need sleep to survive and repeat the process day in and day out it is time for heads to rest tired when we wake First [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=68&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Clarifying the Haze.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/18/clarifying-the-haze/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Feb 2007 06:09:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[A gilded smile I cant seem to shake created out of ornate bronze and touched by an alchemist I dream of lamenting over one piece of long black hair found days after her departure an image not soon forgotten what have i learned today to long again and again for what i do not have [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=67&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Stand Tall</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/17/stand-tall/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 08:16:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[It is a sickness as i go hungry wanting more from what&#8217;s less and where I am is at crossroads the best of believers create the most doubt I shout inwardly inside my own screams, intensely deafening to define the reason and rhyme behind intentions an ambiguous nature needing nurture instead of torture an artist [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=66&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Free Market.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/16/free-market/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Feb 2007 03:05:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[This strange feeling overcomes me and its as if something is off kilter as her hands begin to caress my back gently at first, and then piercing with fingernails Light dances and I&#8217;m confused of what to make of it A telling sign or synapse of unbalanced chemicals the eerie shiver runs up and down [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=65&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Java Bob.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/15/java-bob/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 22:06:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Ry and I are a better version of David and Len the latter mentioned poets of no fame or real recognition yet the biggest difference is age and subject we still learn, and i pray they still teach we met them at a coffee shop near where I was attending school Ry hunted them out [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=64&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Social Life in the Insect World</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/14/social-life-in-the-insect-world/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 03:44:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[The Candle draws the moth and the moth cant help it just as the fire is intentionally lit it submits to the end of its wick at the inevitability of time the moth has burned it wings coming to close and now it can no longer fly the insect was once a worm before it [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=63&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Open the door for me Richard, but don&#8217;t close the door on me dick.</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 04:17:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I have become estranged sitting around for days hardly speaking to anyone needing only the quite with my voice as spring held down waiting for the time to release all it&#8217;s energy with a ferocious burst and for what it&#8217;s worth I miss our conversations how we had them all pretenses stipend to the last [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=62&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>More hot smog.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/12/more-hot-smog/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 23:46:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Waiting for euphoria with his throat still swelled and his eye&#8217;s crusted with tears to scared to escape waiting for the world to deliver itself on the silver plate only to refuse and say, “I&#8217;m full” nothing is free there is always a bill or a promise to keep and he is to weak he [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=61&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Idle-wild</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/08/idle-wild/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Feb 2007 00:11:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I see the sun crest over the horizion as I happened to be up before it watching all these people scramble like lemmings so much more happens when you sit still the smiles and frowns blur as one incandescent beam of light I ponder things all threw the night having an excess of energy with [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=60&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Go figure.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/06/go-figure/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 04:24:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I ask you to take what you want thats the kinda market I run some call it communism but they don&#8217;t do there share they leave me bare so i have to be be brave and brazen I store it in a pocket filled with false hope where i sewed in my suicide note It [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=59&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>I know i should&#8217;nt.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/05/i-know-i-shouldnt/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2007 01:13:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Every time i get stoned, i feel like I”m with Richard I&#8217;m drinking a Mexican beer with Bukowski while listing to classical in between chapters of a Hemingway this is a world only some get this is a poem that only writers understand impress me though, keep on reading What this world needs is an [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=58&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Private: Wouned doller and the smirk.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Feb 2007 21:05:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Forget the hemline, it was the taste of hemlock on her lips I avoided all possible failures by hitting the ground running never stop for anything, nothing is unique as snowflakes and even they look alike from time to time My watch stops as I listen for the world to call out, wild Her hair [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=57&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Ace whole.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/02/03/ace-whole/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 21:49:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We don&#8217;t laugh here anymore the floor boards are dried in pine and whiskey of all the days and dances we had on them I need a private eye to find the inner mechanics of an old friend in a paradox because the one he searches for is behind his own glasses I say i [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=56&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Wild Weather Week</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/30/wild-weather-week/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 08:05:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is an ode to the sub conciseness poem the one that exist only for moments to be exasperated in love with the world and our entangle nature an ever present change and stature if your going to swing swing hard sweet chariot I&#8217;m awake as doormats welcome to the circus if you want to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=54&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Peace Out Warren</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/29/peace-out-warren/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 03:36:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Everyone called him boring Warren, the dullest adolescent to grace god&#8217;s green earth. He was 17 and home schooled, he played with his belly button lint and collected it. The term navel gazer was inducted on Warren&#8217;s behalf, having entered the guineas book of world records having gone 38 hours straight of “naval gazing”. His [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=53&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The meaning of death.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/27/the-meaning-of-death/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2007 05:03:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[He knocks on the hollow floor three times, without a reply, thinking, if this is the way it is, i would just assume to die. To be ignored disturbs more than mockery, at least then someone is listing. The aggression becomes to much to control till it boils over and burns victims. A new moon [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=52&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The meaning of life.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/26/the-meaning-of-life/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Jan 2007 06:27:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A sunrise or sun set can be your best bet if the moment and mood is correct by the motions of the oceans we say and try to perceive all living matter into our perfect dream expedite ecstasy to your fancy the fury of futility will dissipate the diagnostic duality of good and evil till [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=51&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>+/-</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/25/50/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jan 2007 23:23:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When it seems like dreams may never become a reality i wish for something of substance or even sustenance to get me threw the doldrums So much for sin, it saves no man and only destroys Boys who were once men If i have seen it once, i have seen it a thousand times again [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=50&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Last night.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/24/last-night/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jan 2007 02:48:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Backstage and its as if I&#8217;m sixteen living my own dream still as awkward and out of place i chase the smoke with a beer after taste shaved heads of all the same race and they swear there is not a Nazi in this place seeing the way they look at a good friend who [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=49&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Peace out, war in.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/22/peace-out-war-in/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2007 06:20:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[No more a man of god, than a man of war still, i don&#8217;t know what to make of it my own surroundings, i feel is a suffocating fish tank made of steel filled with corrosive chemicals spilled without thought or concern i burn roads left with no bridges I&#8217;m ambient on the outside of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=48&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Trinity</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/21/trinity/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Jan 2007 06:45:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I drink with Ernest Hemingway and Charles Bukowski we get bored and prank call Richard Brautigan he gets really excited and plays along for as long as we want we all should be writing but its get busy living or get busy dying i dig nothing these days but graves of my old friends who [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=47&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Found hell.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Jan 2007 06:07:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The sun doesn&#8217;t always shine sometimes dreams turn to nightmares love can turn to murder in empty longing tears turn to smiles as drinks into drugs sober silhouettes fade to night in the darkness the rich turn poor as poverty pays for there mistakes time turns to fragments and then forgotten when our fate is [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=46&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Paradise Lost</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/19/paradise-lost/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2007 04:13:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Awake, as the boatman on the river Styx i transfix with words as my weapons bringing stagnant sailors sharing the dark side of soul illuminating the whole picture to understand life you have to know death and accept its inevitability lets continue down this river to the underworld where the darkness voids your vision and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=45&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Scratch and sniff.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/18/scratch-and-sniff/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2007 06:10:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[An onion, I am with many layers break me up or cut me and I will make you cry The first layer is a small frail bulb scared and sacred at the core to many tears to tare away to the soft beginning The second layer a circumference of significance surrounding in safety protecting the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=44&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>An abandoned american.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/17/an-abandoned-american/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 18:28:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The tragedy with beauty is the juxtaposition another bohemian beatnik bemused who needs a muse to report the news and predict the future while amusing our senses satisfying our primal urge purging our liquids acids and gases fornicating in forgery committing grand larceny from the figment of flesh you deem pretty the poorest man in [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=43&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Untitled</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 04:14:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The value of the vortex can not be speculated mathematicians maroon islands of fools artist feed off interpretation vanquish vernacular while dissolving diction realize, resist and revolt life is not a circle or a time line its all about and we have wasted more minutes of our waking life lacking inspiration devils wait in heaven [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=42&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Undisputed Truth. (conclusion)</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/15/undisputed-truth-conclusion/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 07:06:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Phase 2 – A languid love story. He put the keys in the ignition and was ready to drive his finance back to Detroit to tell both their family&#8217;s the good news. This young couple was in love with all that right elements it was as close to perfect as water or the hydrogen bomb. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=41&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Undisputed Truth. (continued)</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 01:11:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[What becomes of the broken hearted who once had dreams they thought were dead? Barry went back up to finish dinner with his family. The sun hid itself behind the buildings and was gone for the night. Joe began to walk away from Hitsville as he took two steps off the porch and heaved up [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=40&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Undisputed Truth.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 00:22:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Hey man” he said in a voice that sounded like he hadn&#8217;t slept in nights “you got the scratch you owe me Knockemout”. Knockemout didn&#8217;t bother to give a reply. You&#8217;re thinking, what kind of person has a peculiar name such as Knockemout? He earned the name hustling the streets of Cass Corridor from the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=39&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Silhouettes and Mexican cigarettes</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/13/silhouettes-and-mexican-cigarettes/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 23:51:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wait at train stations to get back to my world the one i was destine for there is no train coming no conductor to yell all-a- board there are no tracks I have a one way ticket and I don&#8217;t plan on coming back these are dreams we have when we sleep and don&#8217;t [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=37&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Microwave TV</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Jan 2007 19:45:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I started to watch television again after years of abstinence the box feeds terror and i fear the world is ending thats what I&#8217;m supposed to feel after all i am an American Its a nuclear explosion or a natural disaster death from above and bellow as the earth spins slow we lose our magnetic [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=36&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Dirt naps.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/11/dirt-naps/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Jan 2007 03:37:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I gave up on what i loved for selfish reasons I&#8217;m not asking to be forgiven that is no way to solve sin to begin again searching for peace in the valley i feel the crush of gravity gripping my soul to swallow me whole know that there is love as it once was i [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=35&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The last time I commited suicide.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Jan 2007 00:41:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[How many unknown , unsung heroes does it take to make a mountain we fight against time and lose more often than not the soul suffers silently and the heart expands at fixed rates when in love it palpitates when its broken it&#8217;s slow going we soak it in the sludge of coffee constraints and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=34&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The air or. . .</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/10/the-air-or/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 17:25:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Trading in the smoke for mirrors i see reflections but still its much clearer than the haze of lazy days I&#8217;m here to create separating my earthly body from angels they can have there heaven and there love I&#8217;ll take creations where I make my own out of sand and stone with a pen and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=33&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Wind.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/09/wind/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 04:32:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Turbulence and tidal waves bend over heart broken hurricane&#8217;s Submerged in the murky depth i beg for sunlight or a lift granted the gift to gab i have had chances but a stubborn hopeless romantic only makes static so I&#8217;m left stranded on an island somewhere out there the ship has left me and taken [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=31&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Throwing out rotten egg&#8217;s.</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 02:22:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Ugly beauty representing NYC give it up for Taylor Mali deaf poetry&#8217;s white hot son What do you make? Profits off poets selling the soul out of something i find sacred listen asshole we are going to step out of school because i plan on being a teacher too and we aren&#8217;t good roll models [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=30&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Whorehouse</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 22:19:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I got a phone call today it was from the mannequin warehouse they wanted me to come into work i had already put in my hours and my second job just went to full time I call in sick but i am my own boss so no one really listens i need motivation with a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=28&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Kittens.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 00:33:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; Part One: Old Apartment. &#160; I left a plant growing at my old apartment; I bet its dead now. When you leave life to the wolves they always win, mongrel dogs. Where I was laying my head down at night was a showing room in a funeral parlor in a time [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=26&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A tale: Torn between two blonds.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2007 03:06:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Nothing is going to happen, let me start out by saying that. I walked out of my apartment thinking the headlights where on in my car. They weren’t, it was a trick played by the sun setting, I looked into my headlights like a deer roused, I turned upwards towards the iridescent orange and pink [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=25&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The way things were.</title>
		<link>http://mbcpoetry.wordpress.com/2007/01/06/the-way-things-where/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 04:24:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Hey kid, you think this is adventure” said the drifter from the distant shadows of the box car. “Excuse me” muttered the kid from the opening of the box car rolling steady as a Johnny Cash tune. “I said, do you think this is adventure” the drifter repeated himself sounding very clear and educated, for [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=23&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>conversation?</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 23:58:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[[18:54] crap: theres a show at the milestone tonight [18:54] SamDonalson: there is a show in my room [18:54] SamDonalson: its called the weird poet on acid [18:54] SamDonalson: its a musical [18:54] SamDonalson: staring me [18:54] SamDonalson: the audience is the fiber in my rug [18:54] SamDonalson: and i stomp on it [18:55] SamDonalson: [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=22&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Thats why I&#8217;m easy, easy like a Friday evening.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 23:44:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m a ghost in the shadow never mind the machine do you ever have that feeling where you have to pee so bad you can taste it thats what first words had me feeling when things became reveling we have all been there in our our infinite struggle against time unwind the mona lisa smile [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=21&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The blue caller holla&#8217;s at halo&#8217;s</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 16:03:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[These fingers get bound but not broken creation was our divine distinction between man and angel defining hero&#8217;s and zero&#8217;s wake from your daily trance to find familiarity in our human race as we are all alone promised a finish line be a spectator or spectacular its all transparent and apparent to proceed and participate [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=20&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Torrid Tittles and terible love (done on the remington)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 23:49:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Travel many miles, to this moment swallow it whole , this pride we keep alive by the image of what we call love who was it that lied? dream darling, then night has come the cold shivers to my bones and i have no place to call home imagine if we can for a moment, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=19&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Light it up, blow it out.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 23:37:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[First things first, become everything you hate its the only way to understand what you discriminate Thats how you learn before you burn all your bridges i have vigils for everything  left behind in the form of cigarettes i breath the poison in slow to make time grow the cancer  creates it self in the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=18&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Batman and Catwoman</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 23:36:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Meanwhile on the Bohemian side of town Underneath the veil of the nondescript banking aura a city laid sleeping waiting to be awaken centuries dead souls needing space to fill signs pointing in every direction taking only off ramps to new destinations uncharted land with visions i hold you with my hand things are sweet [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=17&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>When we become light.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 21:21:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Listen to this dear, before i leave your world forever i want you to understand some things That i am only mortal as you are we are both destine for death in our disintegrating flesh suites Lets listen, so we may be forgiven from our insults of out-speaking Project the image of divine white light [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=16&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Drowning in simple screams.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 18:25:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is what happens with a heart built to break every chance you take you end up with shards of glass till its hard to pass a single breath from lungs to mouth i ventured down south for some salvation found myself drunk and a mental patient impatient i left when i felt adjacent to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=5&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Untied shoes</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 18:22:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marcus Cheney</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Save yourself instead i am awoken from bed 3 am. From cities i try and sleep off exactly a year ago (what a mess) i almost called you my wife but a year in strife and silence could never escape the sex in our violence what to do now? Smoke another cigarette one for every [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=4&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A full moon, a bright morning.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 17:45:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This time i don&#8217;t take a drink for new beginnings i let it roll over me like waves. I catch the ocean by the tail and tell it to utter not a lie. You sleep days and wake at night like vampires. I wear garlic to sleep. Then everything is shaken an ant farm in [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mbcpoetry.wordpress.com&amp;blog=656959&amp;post=3&amp;subd=mbcpoetry&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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