We are melting
She said “I can’t see it”
The fan is sifting our yellow glow
Another dressing room
Another mirror
To look into
Another city
With similar blues
Dancing our dying days
To the beat of another drum
After this is over
I got no where to go
The makeup is running
Picasso down our cheeks
It all started so safe
On an empty stage
There was no one who [...]

No sound
Could crack this barrier
I never let him into my world
Somewhere between the divided
Segments of the corporate ladder
I gave up on him
An artist weeps
In her tea
As the dark in the black
Is coming after me
This is supposed to be an adventure
We are a common disaster
Designating colored cupboards
With an impatient cringe
Helen Keller’s ghost
Passes through my kitchen
I don’t [...]

Maybe there is a reason
this is the reason
they stuck us here
I promise not to scream if the spider crawls up my leg
taking in his surroundings
careful not to be stepped on
I promise not to cry if the spider bites me
She’s too swift
and the minute I look away
She’s off
surviving
Too simple this setting
carefully planned out paths
benches for [...]

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Xdrop strongly urges the approval of the FY 2009 Interior Appropriations bill which includes a $15.3 million increase for the National Endowment for the Arts. This increase would help [...]

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but [...]

we only see what’s in front of us
we read up
we tune in
and then tune out
and resume eating our dinners
the truth hurts
but not enough
to keep us up at night
we’re still able to shut our eyes
and fall asleep
with the resources
(of course)
we sleep easy
without the nightmares
without fear
without doing anything
numbing ourselves
from the truth
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