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severe snow storm coming. I'm looking for a parking spot and listening to Machito & Charlie Parker
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I remember the tan guinea pig, dead of dehydration. Through the wire bars of her cage I viewed her body. She lay stiff on her side, stretched out, as if in her guinea-pig dream she had been running through grassland, open and close to the sky.
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It has scent, your heat, of jonquils and lime, of spices seared in a hot black pan.
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The squirrels will not stop peeing on the trees.
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A constellation appears in the shape of Van Gogh’s missing ear.
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Obesity in America is now considered a felony, thanks to Michelle Obama's biceps and weight obsession. They've sent me to couch potato prison where I'm doing hard time in a dark corner of an unfinished basement filled with cobwebs that…
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The snows have not come but left behind are the sounds of summer in my old neighborhood.
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Say the word and I shall become
a photograph;
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She's not a poet, but does she have to be? She comes to the reading to read the poems of her recently dead husband, for she made a vow: that she would read his work at an open mic. Now she is keeping her word. It's her way of keeping him alive or maybe it's his way of…
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They line the bar beside me.
Talking about themselves and estranged children,
while rubbing necks and wrists,
searching for the pulse.
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Culture gives what it feels you deserve/
in the cul-de-sac of your time and place.
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but I pretend again I've kept the prairie/
out, have battled back the smoke and dirt
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served as it is/
among these friends.
The frayed filaments/
tickle my chin and irritate my nostrils,
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that day is my barking up and leaves falling down story, but in their elephant slowness it seemed no more than the regular run of the sun slightly disappearing here, and then maybe reappearing there, like a lost color way over the horizon, or the finally…
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The promise of free food and drink was too much to pass up since I hadn't played a gig in months and was living on peanut butter and celery. When Kelly called I was too hungry and thirsty for drink to turn him down.
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got the space heater going in the desert
got a lot of space out there somewhere
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Nobody has been able to use the washer and dryer for over a month now. Our neighbors have gone laundry crazy. They've become suds-a-holics. They wash everything. If it isn't nailed down, they wash it. Outboard engines, peculiar feelings, dominatrix boots, metaphors,…
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It was a pleasant time, my thoughts were mostly good ones, with little effort wasted on regret.
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Maddy knew how to make a sauce. It embraced the meat in a thick, buttery ooze.
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"The truth isn't always beauty, but the hunger for it is.'--Nadine Gordimer Other things do matter just as much of course. Of course they do. Hey I'm still kind of alive inside this poem here. At least I'd like to think so, so yes another…
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...collapse of the human world. Go, cell phones!
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memories that no longer make sense
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It lies in rusting riot
of shadowed days.
Flying high its emblem wings,
forever stalled.
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His work was done. For sixty years, beginning soon after his seventeenth birthday, he had listened to the gods- good, bad, somewhere in between-
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