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Category: Poetry

The Creative Act

Here’s how to do it.Realize you’re alive.Go out and screw it.Fall on your ass and survive! Then look at the weather.You should have worn a…

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88

Sometimes I panic. I’m 88.I’m two hours late for a date.I can’t find my shoes.My pants are in the oven.I just can’t lose.I’m in the…

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Tech Goes

We must paint all streets and sidewalks white.Forget about the night. How white is too loudfor lovers in the lane to lie around.Or ride the…

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Hoping

Time to throw out space.Things between things between things.Nothing but fields of wastering within rings within rings. Step into water.Follow horizon’s line.Stand behind the Authorof…

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My my!

My father was a bookmaker.He wanted me to go straightor so it seemed. I became an actor.He saw me once. I was rotten to the…

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Where’s It At

Where will we find our future leaders?In the stadiums of sports and streaming features.Polly Martin is an example of one.A rhinestone cowgirl in a cummerbund.Suess…

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Let’s Party!

Blame it on the spirit of the time.You were meant to be a puzzle.Sweep me out of a revolving whine.I’ll come back tomorrow with muscle.I’ll…

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Fun

I’m a nice guy. That’s a fact.Judge all by how they act.Spot a pol who tries to fake.Knows a hammer from a rake.Is polite and…

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