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First Generation

From the first generation came our strength. Theirs was the legacy the second generation relinquished, too heavy to own, and we, the third, watchers and assessors of these coldest moons and nights the stars refused to illuminate, saw the comets take a nose dive down black holes our compass struck a truce on. Strange loyalties seduce us, thumbs-up, thumbs-down. It's so capricious a matter that Caligula's our friend with his chain snake-looping the darkness, nailing us.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 3/26/2009 10:07:00 AM
Thumbs up on this one, oh, gladiator. Do I understand you aright? "Strange loyalties seduce us." Even if I've missed the rest, the above rings so true. BIG LOVE, daver
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