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FRIDAY (4/26/08)

Justice Scalia Defends Bush v, gore Ruling
The ears and eyes of Justice, flesh deadened flesh, a steamy odor of wax smoldering inside tears ghost the fringes of exhaustion screeching on in these grief-stricken years…

RAND study: 300,000 U.S. Vets Have Mental Problem, 320,000 Have Brain Injuries
The count, like a metronome ticking off reason’s death, drifts up and up… unheard, seen.

New embassy in Iraq short on beds
Where shall you put your feet up tonight as the hoary smoke paints shadows outside furiously trying to find you.

Ship hired by US military fires warning shots in Gulf
Hit men, marauders, pirates floating oils proximity, unloading their weighted calculation, urging hostility, itching for a reply.

NY Police Acquittal Sparks Anger
The oak can support the added weight of blackbirds. But these birds, bent with expectation, won’t leave any time soon. The load, in the end, the grave displeasure- Damned right they’ll fly down!

Israel: Hamas 'playing games' with truce
Come closer and I’ll devour, consume you and your spindly hope! Said the snake to the hen’s red frown.




© 2008 mrp/tpm


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