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HEAD-LINES (7/30/09) THURSDAY


Guantanamo inmate to be released
Unaccountable flesh and bone and greed and cruelty mixed in with the fineness of a discarded spider’s leg and everything else that we’ll soon release of ourselves.

Iran to release prominent reformist from jail
Stride slowly now warrior... over the sidewalk toward your battle. It will be this taste, this air that you shall carry for others to breathe.

House Democrats clinch healthcare deal
There is still a little life left in you, inside thy sacrosanct chamber a small portion of duty and sympathy. It is this tenacity we desire; decency, within each of you singing stridently. Now get back to the people's business, there's much more work to do.

Mayan Calendar Spurs End-Of-The-World Debate
This is what I know of ancient thought- It is a map of the world best not read with certainty. These things have myth and wonderment attached to them. History for them has already moved on. They wept. They danced. They dreamed.

Extreme Right Wing Racists Like Beck, Dobbs and Others Are Having Difficulty Controlling Their Core Racist Beliefs!
Jackals lunge for the shadows of noise. Nasty are these beasts of prey. They do their barmy beast worship upon our cheerless faces. Bigotry. Failure. Begin again humanity.

Single-Prayer Option from The Middle of Nowhere by Elizabeth Mika
Some things are already beautiful…


© 2009 mrp/thepoetryman

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