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  1. Bring your own glitter, ornaments, photos and staff. We supply wooden crosses!
  2. Come down to the Torpedo Factory and help doing crosses for teh parade: 2-5:30pm, 3rd floor in front of Jackie Ehle's studio.
  3. Count Down for Ofrenda parade, masked ball, art exhibition: 8 DAYS LEFT! http://artoutlet.org
  4. So, we just say ayoko confidential - amazing!
  5. Fettering me into my own body's heaviness, these traces Of bewilderment tying me to my heart's inhuman erasures.
  6. Skin? No wonder we call it 'hide' for all the secrets held within. I don't have the grace of a wild cat, if only for all the sin
  7. Can I ever hope to unravel something so besotted As if hope could purify itself of its hopelessly spotted
  8. This yellow light behind my eyelids as if a sun Could burst from within a dream barely begun
  9. This day's images and imaginings driving Themselves along the sharpest edge of striving
  10. Now I lay me down upon my bed of knives Dreaming of undreaming all my broken lives
  11. Ich will, I will, I want, Ich braeche aus meiner Raendern, Sonst koennte ich nicht und niemals mein Leben aendern. 10/17/09 (C) BRASH
  12. Ach, warum glueht noch mein Augen wie Kandelaber Darin die erster Aepfel meines Suendenfalls mich erhdern
  13. Mich blendet, mit der glaenzende Laecheln gesturzt The way a jackal, Herr Doktor Jeckyl, laughs until it hurts
  14. As if a predator consumes the heart, prowls within The body's gyrocentric spin, so wie der leisen Sinn
  15. So unbekannt und mit der Zeugung reif. Was ist, what is, this small glimmer of strife
  16. Of crystal light shattering along the faultlines Of an unquenchable thist for these electronic signs
  17. Here is a wildness, a star--the first Here between us, where I am, you are, its burst
  18. Sein Haupt, mein Haupt, unerhoertes und vergessende, Hinaus meines Korpus alle meiner Gedanke erfremde
  19. Archaeischer Torsos Apollos zu ubersetzen und dabei verstehen. Im Traeume, (in Trauma} ach alle diese Stelle, die mich immer sieht, zu gehen
  20. Hier BRASH, die sogenannte Unverschaemte. Ich wohnte fuenf Jahren in Deutschland, drei Jahren in Heidelberg. Lange Zeit versuche ich Rilke's