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: dim_media; July 2nd, 11:58

She was turned into a bird
A brown bird with the rest of them
All flying together
I tried to save her
Take her with me
And when the boss man tried to make me free them all
Out the window
I kept her
In my pocket.

I told her I’d take her with me
Keep her safe and change her back into a beautiful girl.

She loved me too
And fluffed her brown feathers.

I took her away
safe home with me
And when I let her out of my pocket
She forgot who I was
And flew away.

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: dim_media; April 14th, 12:32

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: dim_media; April 14th, 12:27

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: dim_media; March 23rd, 10:58

Fortune Afloat

: dim_media; February 19th, 1:51

Fortune Afloat

Fortune Afloat introduces the Wandering Series, which explores the dream world through a collection of children's books. In Fortune Afloat a young boy named Alex travels to a paradise forest filled with bizarre creatures and giant desserts. A hideous dark Fear threatens to turn this dream into a nightmare. With some help from Aza the dream wanderer Alex rides a giant fortune cookie in pursuit of the Fear, and tries to save his dream.

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Booze Monkey Secret Recipes!

: dim_media; February 19th, 1:47

Booze Monkeys: Bartender

Booze Monkeys Revealing for the first time to public eyes their well-kept secret recipes, the ‘Booze Monkeys’ are now exposed. After many days and long hours in liquor shops, afternoon hangovers, and hundreds of dollars spent well at the bar, the ‘Booze Monkeys’ have perfected their delicious flavorful drinks. ‘Bartender,’ is the first book and opening installment of many whimsical, mischief, and drunken mayhem to come. Venture with us if you dare through damp drab bars and overpriced celebrity clubs as we survive the drunken nonsense and evening’s endless entertainment.
This fully illustrated Drink Recipe book is an adult’s children's book and guide to the tastiest beverage concoctions known yet to date. ‘Booze Monkey’ is a delightful addition to any home bar, liquor cabinet, or for entertaining guests with the best beverages invented. All local bars and clubs should have a copy of this book on hand as well.
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The 9th Hero: Episode2 'Father'

: dim_media; February 19th, 1:43

Java Show Closure

: dim_media; February 19th, 1:39

The Java J's Cafe' show was a success!
Many thanks to everyone for coming out and visiting
Especially during the cold February night.
Many thanks to Dawn and Jason for having us, and
Brandon and Jack for Jamming.
It was a great time.
Please keep posted for Java show #2
And remember,
our works will be hanging on the walls till March
check them out.

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Celeb Shot, million dollar question, who is this?

: dim_media; February 15th, 13:46

A Re-Post Poemz

: dim_media; January 14th, 19:28

Current Mood:: cold

The Toes of a Rose

glide across your pose
in my nose
in my nose
the sneeze of spring breeze
i'll hunt you down
i'll find you
pretty flower
i am the bumble bee

Folded in My Pocket

wonder lust on a Sunday afternoon
swept away and kept
by a sent
that lingers
her soft fingers
my face
glide across
rough grace.

i know you
-don't i?
...and all that is
that i can't see...
your true beauty.
this you.

i keep these things
all swept away
and in a pocket today
my only sanctuary
from bliss
and misery
this true you.
held inside my pocket

this i knew...

One Cigarette, a Cup of Coffee and a Full Bottle of Gin,

One cigarette,
a cup of coffee
and a bottle of gin,
I must grin,
For the empty pot is never too far from sin.
Begin…

Oh dear beloved so far away,
These days together
And yet so many at a distant whim.
My heart weeps a thousand tears at your departure.
Each time needing more.
So far way
I can not touch you
And make you stay.

Smoke stain fingertips.
Her sent at my lips.
I taste while she is away.
Winter’s last decision
to blanket the earth
once more today.

A lonesome quilt of warmth
And heavenly place to reside.

Dismal dream of familiarity.

I forgot to look to the sky. The stars are beautiful here. My mouth is dry and her face crowds my memory. A lonesome corner in the bar with everyone around, I am leak and lonesome, helpless and wholesome. Do we really know all these people? Are we suppose to?

A shiny piece of glitter…

Buses circle around city blocks on routine schedules picking up passengers and dropping them off. Up ahead on the other side of the highway lies a glowing landscape almost as pretty as its postcard.

Wild animals in a jungle of stonewall and concrete.

Disposable Birth

This road goes on and on half way home listening to that song on the radio.
Wheels feel the highway beneath my head. Semi-trucks are familiar friends.

Black Highway Night.

Headlights over Broken Yellow Line.

Ghosts on the Road.

Selection from ‘Body of the Sleeper’

: dim_media; January 14th, 18:55

Thin fog creeps over the buoyant island. Calm blue waters cloud with submerged bodies. Soul after helpless soul naked and drowning are contained below the surface. They are forever struggling. Thousands upon thousands desperate to crawl through wave-less waters and onto the dry island. None one can emerge but she does with ease.

episode one

: dim_media; January 14th, 18:50

Art Show in Minneapolis Feb 7th 09'

: dim_media; January 14th, 18:40