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Category: Poetry

The Hard Way

Are gestures words first heard in the head?I’d like to kiss you but maybe you’re dead.You close your eyes then open your mouth.Do you wish…

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Matter of Size

How fast that spider darts.I hover over him with tweezers.His eight legs double up.I must seem like a bulldozing scooper from on highPinch him if…

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It

It tells me what to think.It tells me what not to think.It pins me to the wall.I break through the wall.Forget what took me to…

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My Bill

The unconscious never lies.It only tries to figure outwhat once was in.Now it’s a sine or co-sine at best.Let the numbers rest.No judgement of the…

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Move On

Can a movement promise?Does it depend upon the environmentor teams?Well, no, if you don’t want to know what happened. Subsequently they are not. They live in…

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Go Forth

I exaggerate my deeds.So simple to perform.I bare my chest to needs.I am a god unborn. Fantastic fetes of old.No more. Not needed. Fusion.Comfort can…

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