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		<title>dying alive.</title>
		<link>http://poeticintellect.com/2012/03/31/dying-alive/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2012 09:11:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>A.M. Harris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A burning casket fleeting memory, fading to ashes from dust to dust. Lusting to become the culinary delight of terrestrial worms. Floating at sea, with a candle light vigil. Obituary ink, sealed with a kiss. Bliss lining the tears, transparent. Transcendent, the invisible woman. Metaphysical being, appearing in A dream. In memory cognitive reason explains, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticintellect.com&#038;blog=11019252&#038;post=235&#038;subd=poeticintellect&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Open Letter to Drake</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2012 04:02:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear Aubrey Graham: Stop crying. You’re giving me a soundtrack to silent nights, when I’m alone at home, waiting patiently for a lover that may never come and an ex-lover I will never see again. That’s a punk ass move. Cause no woman wants to take a shot for me, no liquor, no bullets, no [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticintellect.com&#038;blog=11019252&#038;post=232&#038;subd=poeticintellect&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Fantasy Isle</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2012 06:29:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The fog, Barely visible bridge. A wayfaring stranger. Stepping onto the riverbank, and into a dream.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticintellect.com&#038;blog=11019252&#038;post=230&#038;subd=poeticintellect&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Ocean in October</title>
		<link>http://poeticintellect.com/2012/03/27/ocean-in-october/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2012 05:11:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>A.M. Harris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Flat and undeveloped&#8211; the life it shared, carries me to sleep. I could have run miles. On the strength of it&#8217;s horizon. How I long for the ocean.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticintellect.com&#038;blog=11019252&#038;post=228&#038;subd=poeticintellect&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Kamikaze</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2012 06:56:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>A.M. Harris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was raised on a diet of neckbones and sweet tea, Collard greens, mac and cheese Assembled by hands that touched death and eyes that had seen some shit. On the backroads of rural Alabama where the feet of little black kids running from master, left an imprint on that cement-like dirt, there was history [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticintellect.com&#038;blog=11019252&#038;post=222&#038;subd=poeticintellect&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Nameless (poem)</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2012 07:28:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Why does peace look like death for the other? Hoodie covered this slave body, but you saw through my mask.. Bullets aren&#8217;t nameless, they bleed black.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticintellect.com&#038;blog=11019252&#038;post=219&#038;subd=poeticintellect&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>College Students Are Broke (poem)</title>
		<link>http://poeticintellect.com/2012/03/21/college-students-are-broke-poem/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2012 04:49:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>A.M. Harris</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I’m broke as shit. On a ramen noodle and water diet Praising God when I find a penny on the ground, Cause master FAFSA told me I didn’t qualify for work study, Just loans. I found a job flipping burger patties for 7.25 an hour And the shower water that I stood under for just [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticintellect.com&#038;blog=11019252&#038;post=216&#038;subd=poeticintellect&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>If I Stole a Kiss</title>
		<link>http://poeticintellect.com/2012/03/05/if-i-stole-a-kiss/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2012 06:16:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Would it be alright if I stole a kiss? That momentary silence when your hair, brushes my beard, with your eyes locked on my chest, that little smile that graces your face, when God tells the world to stop spinning, and turns that hourglass on its side to stop time. For a minute. Could I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticintellect.com&#038;blog=11019252&#038;post=213&#038;subd=poeticintellect&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Midnights New Midas</title>
		<link>http://poeticintellect.com/2012/03/02/midnights-new-midas/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 07:41:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There&#8217;s a man who lurks in the shadows of the night Waiting for the rise of the sun, the genesis of a fresh start. He will roll out of bed, take a step into Niagra falls and stand there. He hears the chiming of his alarm, knowing that he should move but he stands there. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticintellect.com&#038;blog=11019252&#038;post=209&#038;subd=poeticintellect&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Broken Picture of a Man</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2012 06:20:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[They say that you&#8217;re supposed to start a poem off with a story, Well my life hasn&#8217;t been full of sparkle and darkness, my story, hasn&#8217;t been a mural that can be painted with different colors, but it&#8217;s still unique in it&#8217;s own way. They say, good poems are supposed to be about love. Well [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=poeticintellect.com&#038;blog=11019252&#038;post=205&#038;subd=poeticintellect&#038;ref=&#038;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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