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    *click* embedded eyes for the world to see aggression repression straight up atrocities the coalition of two with the paid help of thirty eight the move to baghdad’s gate… a soldier’s eyes dilate… garbled orders seal their fate iraq didn’t hit new york the pentagon or even pennsylvania they sure as hell didn’t fund the […]

    spcoon

    March 28, 2003
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    9-11, activism, anti-war, CNN, disinformation, dissent, government, Iraq War, New World Order, New York City, poetry, politics, power, TV
  • To Top Off The Evening

    My day at work today centered around getting pissed off about the upcoming war. On cue, the commute home got even more interesting. First, for the comedy relief of the day. I’m waiting for the N/R train on the Cortlandt Street platform, when I look across the track and notice this older gentleman, probably in […]

    spcoon

    March 18, 2003
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    9-11, anti-war, fear, government, Iraq War, Islam, Jewish, New York City, subway, terrorism
  • it doesn’t end

    the air is thick filled with gaseous vapor a pulled off caper paid with dirty green paper manifest destiny poured into our spongy brains as kids screwed on tight were our corrupt gray-matter lids our god given right to conquer and expand moving out across the land with a gun in our hands just now […]

    spcoon

    January 17, 2003
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    activism, anti-war, apathy, Axis of Evil, corporation, corruption, government, ignorance, Manifest Destiny, New World Order, poetry, politics
  • from a to b

    rolling over the lump of bed that was once you i wipe my eyes awake and set up the groove kick on the slips go hit the head jump in the shower thinking about my bed scrub a dub dub moving on through the morn off to a late start nothing but the norm how […]

    spcoon

    January 6, 2003
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    New York City, poetry, relationship
  • focus young jedi

    yeah… sometimes shit just isn’t plain jane’s here one day gone tomorrow i thought i was ready to drop the pretenses and follow my heart doesn’t hurt it’s just numb as all hell too much too little so i stumbled and i fell for a woman who had her own deal i mean, is there […]

    spcoon

    December 11, 2002
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    poetry, relationship
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