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Tuesday, October 24, 2006
11:09:30 PM EDT

My Boxless Box Of Friends..

Inside this boxless box of my very own..are all friendless friends of ever and yes whenever.. and you bet of whatever

And so here within and yes you bet so yes of me..it is i here ..yes so still yes so like straight like so so over truly inside of here now like yes..standing so so so all alone

And the very realest reasoning for this one..is just so so only this

And it like so so came to like pass away..that i had a very very darkest realest sacred secret ever

And into those that i so yes so like thought were like so so over truly there for like only me..like gone all of them like hell yes so were

And for crying outloud..like not one of them stood so like truly there along and yes so like inside of me to hold me up while inside of me i fell headlonging there..yes ever yes so there..that i slipped and fell headlonging inside the very very realest inward depthless depths of all nothingness ever.



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Saturday, September 23, 2006
9:43:02 PM EDT

My Box Of Glee....

I have searched this whole wide world to like come and fill up this my very own inward box full of all inward glee ever

And yes hell yes..it is i that has now so come to at last come and so beable to at last do this thingless thing to just so only me

And it is i in here ..yes so yes held inside and of this so over done up so over endless hallway of all entwined doorless doors ever

And there held ever so here inside of just so only here..whispered words are so over heard..hell yes to like just so only me

And hell yes..here at last i am told that so at last it is i free to be..forever released from each one of those so over golden and so over whelming threadless threads of gods very own sharpest of all needless needles ever..

And the very last very thingless thing that i am so now hell yes being told inside and of so only just me..is just this one

And he at those very inward held realmless realms so does come to so now and forever more to so always come..well he says so outloud to this so over joyed inner me.."Scram you not of just so only me

And now you get the very hell out of these my very own inward heavens..and don't you ever ever dare ever..look upwards inside and of just so only me".



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Wednesday, August 30, 2006
1:37:53 AM EDT

My Box Of Feathers..

In these smallest hands of mine..it is i holding onto the very smallest most tinyiest boxless box ever

And inside of this most over adored box ever..are soundless sounds of all inward words ever heard of or ever even known to be of just so only me

And inside of me a roaring most over thunderous explosion ever now so does try to break through the most mistyness of all inward lightless lights ever

And inside of here..it is i being like jetpropelled instantly as though i am dead or someplace other then just of so inside of here

And o no it is now being said..yes just so just outside and yes just so of just so only me..as though they do not want to like allow me to climb up these alabaster stairs and all stars ever

And outside of me there are suspended balconies zooming edge wise..as though they now hold onto something out of my very own insent inside of me all eyesight ever

And ahead of me now are those ten thousand and one sent to me now zooming stars ever..and i am stunned by all that i do now come to feel and so do now come to hold onto

And now inbetween these hands of my own..are thorns of all dead roses ever.



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Monday, June 26, 2006
1:22:03 AM EDT

A Box Of Moments Lost..

I hold in these smallest hands of mine..something not tangible..for over gone each one of them all are..yes now and forever they shall never ever become mine ever ever again

And o for the love of just so only me..if only i had so tried ever so harder to be kinder to each one of them all..but help me outside of me now..for it is as though all inward disappointments ever have so now and forever more.. so come downwards ever here yes straight downwards inside of all inside of me illusions ever

And a stampede of all insent inside of me over magnificent jetblackest stallions are now sort of all surrounding me locked up here yes right smack dab inside of a place where only i shall forever scream from all that was never ever to be..ever ever at all.



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Sunday, December 18, 2005
10:59:58 PM EST

My Music Box..

I am here yes standing here in front of this my music box..and o how i ache to become of it

And inside of me it is as though it is i now that now cannot seem to stand all of what i cannot now seem to be of..

And inside of me it is i that is now quaked inside of this my very own now totaled out being

And it is i that now seems to have to over come this instant enemy of just so only me..

And now start sending outside of just so only me each one of Gods very own sacred angels of all lost like realms ever to try and console this over heart broken me

And it is not to be..for out there..yes just so out there.. it is that very band of all so sent to me beggers of all insent inside of me thieves ever that have now stomped inside and so of me to at last reclaim something that was not ever intentionally ever given to just so only me

And now o hark is heard..yes it is..And now it is just so only me that is sent slammed inside of all out there eyes of all silented nights of all kingdom come ever heard of or even known to even ever exsist ever at all.



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Wednesday, November 30, 2005
11:22:45 PM EST

My Box Called Time..

I hold in these hands of my own a box called time..And inside of it it starts so to say to just so only me..stop it.

And this heart of mine becomes so over quickly devastated by all things that i now so do all at once so start to feel here within and of just so only me

And but.. what was it time that you just so over quietly and ever so in a rush so started to say inside of just so only me

And i no..it just cannot now be happening to just so only me..for all of you that are now just outside of just so only me now holding that very own hushed breathless breath of your very own

And o for the love of me..do not anyone of you now come inside of these damn oldest pages of all in here history ever..to disturb me not.



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Saturday, November 12, 2005
1:44:00 PM EST

A Box Called Christmas..

I hold in these two hands of mine Christmas..And o how much it tingles in here so here inside of just so only me..

And for it is just so only me that has had to wait all of this time for its very own endless return here inside of just so only me

But o no..this is not true ever even at all..for it does not even matter to me if its not here here inside of those so over sweltering and those blistering days of all sumer time ever..

And for it is just so only me that bathes here inside of that very realest meaning of all christmas time ever

And for..would all of you just so outside of just so only me now and forever so always believe..that so over embedded here inside of the very depths of this my everlasting souless soul is that littlest town of all Bethlehem ever..

And outside of in there is that very stilled silented but so sacred star that is out there and inside of me at the very same time..signaling always and so here inside of me.. that at last it is just so only Him that has now and forever more sent downwards and here inside of me that very everlasting stilled image of that most over silented night ever.



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Monday, October 31, 2005
11:06:02 PM EST

My Box That I Cannot Find..

O dear me...where o where has it gone all away too and left me inside of here all so all alone and inside of here inside of all mourning ever..

And it was so all but mine..and o dearest oldest me..i am absent from it now..for oldest but dearest littlest me..it is i now that is far and forever gone all way inside of all sacred silented stillness of those of my forevers and those.. damn it..you stop it words of all inside of me deafness ever

And o mercy me..it just chitters and it chatters these oldest bones of mine now far and forever all so all away from this inhumanless being that once just was but a heartblink or three ago

And it is now and forever more to be..this my very death date of all death dates of those of my forevers and ever..for it is as though these are my very last forsaken breaths of all so sacred breaths of those of my forevers and evers..

And o death..is it so truly you that i now so do stare there inside of that oldest sacred alabaster city of my forevers and evers..

And it is i now that has to try to out run each so silent sacred dove of those of my forevers and evers

And o God..please do not now come to quicken inside of me those endless inquisitions of all heavens breath ever..for God..it is just so only i that now can ever so over quickly now so come to slip right straight back out of that your very sacred eyeless eye of that your very own stilled needle of all needles of ever and ever..



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Tuesday, October 25, 2005
2:35:39 PM EDT

My Box Of Kindness..

I am of you..but no it is so only i that you cannot seem to get enough or even come to touch all that so does just so lie here ever here..right here inside of all idealism of ever and ever..

And to whom do those restless bells now so do all of a sudden all toll ever yet so endlessly to and of..

And an inward screaming here yes inside of just so only me..now so does  come to an over inward so over screeching halt..

And for the love of all out there humanity of ever and all evers ever..I am of you and i am now into you..

And it is that so inside of here those restless but now so over rested bells of oldest inner jerusalem that now comes inward and sends me this gift of all outside of so just only me that priceless gift of that inward cupless cup of all cups ever..that without any inward doubt ever at all..it so does just seem that this my very inward cup of all cups ever shall never ever become ever empty of all things ever.



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Monday, October 10, 2005
11:37:04 PM EDT

My Boxes Of Unanswered Questions..

Where is that tinyiest box called just so only me..for i so do know that i once held this my so over tangible box of mine inside of just so only me..

But o no..it withered all away from me.. for as soon as i held it just so in here so inside of me..all so over perlious lines came in here zigzagging so over quickly and so over deadly that this my very own littliest heartbeat of mine..well it shook me inside of all lost places ever..

For over hideous i so did come to be..for a four eyed littliest monster ever..well it came and it crawled outside of so just only me.. while it was so just me that so hated all that this that other side of me had so to say here..yes here.. yes i just so said this one..

And it so over angered just so only me..that i spit at it so that it would just maybe leave me all alone..just so inside of so just only me

And then tinyiest little fingerless fingers of all guilt ever..yes i just so said this one here inside of just so only me..well those smallest littlest fingers..while they each one of them they crept in there so there inside of just so only me.. that they ended up by so over taking and so over defeating just so only me..that i so sat upside down..ever so inside and of just so only me.

For do not all of you now so just outside of me now so see..that i lost that very person that i never ever was..ever ever at all.



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