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		<title>family tree</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 04:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[when we&#8217;re not sure we&#8217;re not alone it&#8217;s because we&#8217;re not it&#8217;s your hand it&#8217;s my heart i have seen you disappear in front of my eyes only to reappear somewhere else entirely the stars and the bones of the universe http://babyinamorata.deviantart.com/]]></description>
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		<title>wish fulfillment</title>
		<link>http://disembodiedpoetics.com/pages/3487</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 07 Dec 2011 04:31:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[the movement of drunken butterflies floating a ballet on bar stools and a symphony in my head if i could choose direction i would probably pick myself up but really i would only let you down so i may as well stay here and watch as the beer lights glance of your wings and make [...]]]></description>
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		<title>on the back of her hand is where the marker goes</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Nov 2011 18:17:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[on the back of her hand is where the marker goes after she&#8217;s scrubbed as many of the names they called her off of her body in the 3rd floor bathroom where she can be alone she writes over the ones that won&#8217;t come off &#160; it says what it means to mean something small [...]]]></description>
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		<title>sample vook excerpts :: the speed at which i travel</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Nov 2011 01:49:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Sample Vook Excerpts - The Speed at Which I Travel]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[the following is a sampling of the videos included in the enhanced book excerpt of the speed at which i travel for vook. click on the lower right corner to view in full screen and click in upper left corner to watch in HD. excerpt of chapter one: excerpt of chapter four: excerpt of journal entry [...]]]></description>
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		<title>friday night is for lovers like us</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2011 00:31:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[friday night is for lovers like us who hold up 2am candles to the palm of our hand just to prove that we can still feel friday night is for lovers like us who tear through the horizon ripped in half like the pages of the letter i have been trying to write to you [...]]]></description>
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		<title>the speed at which i travel :: first thirty pages</title>
		<link>http://disembodiedpoetics.com/pages/3170</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Nov 2011 08:04:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; &#160; chapter one The past isn&#8217;t dead, it isn&#8217;t even past &#8211; William Faulkner I used to think the best place to start was at the end. I mean, if you know how it all ends it makes the other parts easier to understand, right? Maybe it was my dad. Maybe he got me [...]]]></description>
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		<title>in my head in my heart in my soul</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2011 04:37:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[we are in the grass as if it were water swimming towards each other and away from wherever it is that we were the shore has almost disappeared completely if we lose our way back i don&#8217;t think i would cry i might even forget who it was that i was and lay on the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>blazing shark</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2011 20:40:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[i am in the prime number of my life only divisible by one and myself i show my math but i leave out the problems exposing organs of love and lust like an old man who is still young wearing trench coats in the blazing heat 5 o&#8217; clock shadows at 10am i smell like [...]]]></description>
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		<title>raise the dead</title>
		<link>http://disembodiedpoetics.com/pages/3395</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2011 21:09:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[where were we before all this &#160; in eden drinking from streams slipping in and out of each other&#8217;s bodies sipping the nectar that dripped from the edges of our unconscious being whoever we wanted &#160; we weren&#8217;t waiting on the miracle we were the miracle before the flowers and the dinosaurs turned to oil [...]]]></description>
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		<title>greenhouse effect</title>
		<link>http://disembodiedpoetics.com/pages/3362</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Aug 2011 03:12:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[if i have been the one drinking how is it that i feel drunk &#160; trees touching the tips of my toes birds nested in my hair the grass is rolling all over me as the street gets carried up in the wind it blows the cars across the sky like clouds making shapes &#160; [...]]]></description>
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		<title>those who do not know art will be condemned to repeat it</title>
		<link>http://disembodiedpoetics.com/pages/3355</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2011 01:06:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[they will hurt you if you let them and even if you don&#8217;t &#160; they will watch if you forget to shut the shades and find a way to see even if you do &#160; we are not dangerous because we think we are dangerous because we feel &#160; they hate us for our freedom [...]]]></description>
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		<title>fourteen hills</title>
		<link>http://disembodiedpoetics.com/pages/3351</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 05:15:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[it was a hilltop where we sat until our butts got so cold we had to stand &#160; &#8220;we&#8217;re higher than most of the people in this city&#8221; but only because we wanted to go to the top and knew we belonged there &#160; you said to evan and i &#8220;this city seems so small&#8221; [...]]]></description>
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		<title>everything means so much more than it means</title>
		<link>http://disembodiedpoetics.com/pages/3343</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jul 2011 23:13:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[i can&#8217;t keep it together these days i&#8217;m cracked open and whatever it is that i&#8217;ve been trying to contain just spills out everywhere &#160; it&#8217;s hard to go to the living rooms and bars everyone there just keeps filling each others cup even though they&#8217;re already overflowing spilling onto the carpet leaking into the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>explosions in the sky</title>
		<link>http://disembodiedpoetics.com/pages/3334</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Jun 2011 21:43:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[when i think of you we are underwater not all the way but mostly our hands wet in july slippery enough to reach just about anything as long as we don&#8217;t hold on too tight &#160; it was before i left town for the first time our limbs brushed against each other first accidentally and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>accidentally for the first time</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Jun 2011 00:02:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>carlomarx</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[accidentally for the first time i fell beside you on purpose every time after &#160; beating expectation as if i was a drum waiting for the touch of your fingers on my skin ready to react stretched out across the horizon underneath your palms the invisible weight pressing down like a sunset &#160; i couldn&#8217;t [...]]]></description>
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