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Heads and Hands 2015 View as a Slideshow Sort by:    Title | Date   

When They Impale The Last Shadow You Burn the Vowing Hand Free
Among the Voices, Voiceless
In a Dark Time the Eye Begins to See
To Stand in the Shadow of the Stigma of the Air
A Law To Oneself
The Eternal Pupil-Enslaved Nothing
A Man Goes So Far To Find Out What He Is
A Man Alone
Your Beheaded Minstrel Turns Blue
A Fear Rolls Back into its Eyes
More than a Breath Between There and Not There
What so Hurts the Eyes, Invisible
Black Milk of Day-Break Eve, Drink it at Sundown
His Voice Left Glass Within the Wound
Her Laugh was Like a Gob of Spit
The Enormous Pupils of the Parched Fronds Injured by the Wind
First I Thought He was Smiling, in Admiration, then I realized it was Contempt
That Life Unspoken, Word Blind
Those Faded Eyes
Nothing Came Out of His Mouth
What are You Seeking My Near-Sighted Philosopher?
Grope Your Way Up
The Sadness of Energy
That Life Unspoken
The Best Lack All Conviction While the Worst are Full of Passionate Intensity
The Best Lack All Conviction While the Worst are Full of Passionate Intensity 2
Sewn Under the Skin of My Hands, the Name that Hands Comforted 1
Questioned by Finger-Thoughts


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