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		<title>There is no animal</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 23:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen M. James</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is no animal
except in the coal
powering this magnetic platter
only minerals in this production
seduction on plates of
power, porn, and politics:
creativity on a shoestring of abstract bits and
pieces spinning around, around
for there is no memory of before, random
access from any phone, wall, lap:
shuffling forward, backwards, waiting
as a vegetable, unmoving,
for the next quest for new
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There is no animal<br />
except in the coal<br />
powering this magnetic platter<br />
only minerals in this production<br />
seduction on plates of<br />
power, porn, and politics:<br />
creativity on a shoestring of abstract bits and<br />
pieces spinning around, around<br />
for there is no memory of before, random<br />
access from any phone, wall, lap:<br />
shuffling forward, backwards, waiting<br />
as a vegetable, unmoving,<br />
for the next quest for new</p>
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		<title>Lola eat a nother</title>
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		<pubDate>Unknown, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen M. James</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Watch me not stopping               99%
I can stop.
staring into the sun.                    87%
burns the retina.
it’s not a problem.another one.
Lola eat a man.
like an animated [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Watch me not stopping               99%<br />
I can stop.<br />
staring into the sun.                    87%<br />
burns the retina.<br />
it’s not a problem.another one.<br />
Lola eat a man.<br />
like an animated gif.                   55%<br />
on/off&#8211;programmed in infinite loop.<br />
of course, in-betweens.               35%<br />
children, adults and.<br />
only so many pinks, tans, and fingertips.<br />
all alone, all the same.               20%<br />
another night to load.<br />
another picture, another page.    10%<br />
staring into the flickering darkness.<br />
00%</p>
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		<title>Staring into the sun</title>
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		<pubDate>Unknown, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen M. James</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[staring into the sun
burns my retinas
leaving a spot I cannot correct
with my will
staring into the darkness
waiting for another night to load. . .                 10
another picture, another page             [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>staring into the sun<br />
burns my retinas<br />
leaving a spot I cannot correct<br />
with my will<br />
staring into the darkness<br />
waiting for another night to load. . .                 10<br />
another picture, another page                         20<br />
alone, all the same,<br />
the children, the adults, the in-betweens,        35</p>
<p>Lola eat a another one&#8211;<br />
swallow me whole,<br />
because there&#8217;s no going back<br />
now, it&#8217;s just up and down,                            55<br />
he&#8230;he. . . up and down&#8211;<br />
this infinite loop&#8217;s got to end someday<br />
like the guilt disease&#8211;like me,                       87<br />
for boys don&#8217;t cry<br />
except when they&#8217;re against a beast<br />
that won&#8217;t release&#8211;his claws<br />
because he&#8217;s not a problem.                      100%<br />
&#8211;<br />
with my story:<br />
the children, the adults, the in-betweens,<br />
not alone, not the same,<br />
not another picture, not another page&#8211;<br />
I stand naked in the light.</p>
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