Aux-lo takes the scraps of a discarded world and places them into arrangement. Never like the mass of agreement, never given the space or time. Auxiliary set low, for worldly planes, that crave a background ambiance. Never in need of the spotlit pop machine. Curious of the unpolished jem. pushing forward with burning books, agitating the normal idea that brought us here. Now is forever tomorrow the next!
TUNAGE
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Boo
Monday, October 23, 2006
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Friday, October 20, 2006
ruff 2bu

waiting within
crocked out on the lawn
Life is so very cool
crocked rocked the rose
that goes home to desperate
poetry
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Hot and dry
beat the days
walking the Idaho roadway
my boots scuffed into reality
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NIGHT
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Little princess
with claws
your brother cant sleep
just listening to the rain
without you
how delicate
angels fall
into the unknown
Thursday, October 19, 2006
tuff 2 b a star

I am a perfected angel
seen wandering among the heap of what gods give
sometimes I remember how beautifully she is,
and so I suffer that she may gain a little happiness
under a godly wing
I gathered an empty dream container,
filled with the illusions of love.
Under loss, could we see clearly?
the wanderings of a super stupor I don't fit shit day.
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ENOUGH OF WHAT MAY OR NOT OCCUR
I AM ON THE TRIP
GRAND ACCEPTANCE OVER A MORNING CUP OF COFFEE
YEA-
WHATEVER I DO I AM STILL ON THE TRIP
HELLO TO THE PRESENT
THAT IS ENOUGH AS IT OCCURS
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BEAST
I labor over my psychosis
like a wild animal, until
I realize its not even me
I become unattached to the fire of a non-distant world.
calm, clear, and present
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Another trip into the past
Little
finds
little
forming
little
reality
something unwanted
share the dirt
they are looking for you
its the way she reacts
if it was if it was
some want it
others turn away
they'll be looking for it
buzz
stink
its just another point of view
honesty covers it the best
just give me the clarity and I'll be on my way
REVISION
its a reaction
my silence doesn't wanna mention
you don't have to demand
you don't have to turn around
there not all the same
and if you see me that way
our honesty will cover us
with waves of clarity
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