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Baby Carrot

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In my choppings, I come across a tiny carrot amidst the baby carrots. The runt if you will.

Remedy

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the last, best// analgesic--/ guaranteed

The Actual Poets

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And here’s a picture of you at the end of the line to the great toilet of fiction, waiting to relieve yourself, quick before the poetry gets to you. Or worse, the actual poets.

Just Stopped In For A Raspberry Slushie

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Certain disorders lend themselves to poetics.

Poem in A Dead Language Only I Understand, Translated for You

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I used to be a poet, you know. / Better, in many respects, than you.

Republican Presidential Candidates Haiku

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If they were drowning,

wrong way home

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this little piggy

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 8

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—So much for a cocktail at the tender hour of twilight, he told the empty beer bottle.

The Sweetheart of Wands

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I One only I desire, no freedom binds or blinds.Not an icebox mind of fire, more than a myth that is a myth, …

Black Sweater

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A small poem about incipient insanity

Portrait without Birds

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so Tippi has no interest

Excelsior - A poem in 9 parts (Post 5 of 5)

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VIII. Towards Affinities, Beyond My love, since I saw you last, since before we reached the chamber, I cannot count the quasars which have passed, but there still gleams Time, Like a memory of a lost event unwitnessed, and this illusion Carried…

Pot or Marijuana

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Every six weeks or so, he and I would argue. I would argue. He would listen. He raised me twenty-five cents each time. I suppose that is a bad habit for me to have gotten into—to get pissed about rates and to fight to get a raise.

3 Poems and a Seething Pen

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it’s more about how all those words look around each other. he’s more interested in the shape of things, than the reality....

Little Ditty Down

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I got caught writing poems at the paint factory several times before they fired me I got caught in the middle of one of my best lines but can’t remember what I meant to say anymore, but I know, just know it was something real good,

Bear Costume

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He ran over our elderly neighbor Lenard, but not on purpose, or at least not as far as we could tell; there wasn't any yelling, I mean, and he didn't look happy when he got out of the car, though who could really tell through a bear costume.

Birding

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Even mockingbirds are scarce;

Receding Haiku

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love weaves a perforated web between the spikes of longing

tetanus

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no one cried

Be Afraid

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Everything conspires to kill you:

This is a Tender Ache

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Sit back n enjoy the show in a puffy puffed-up chair

Wonder as the Sum of All My Ignorance

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Questions unanswered proliferate/ across the April sky, blue// with wisps of cirrus white.

The Ego Rises

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I submit to you, your sentiencethat circulatesthru a nothing more than I,than all the moonssurrendering down their grace,than sun-bright gospels assembling deep belowthis mountainof solipsistic snow,where oxygen is lostas distance buries distanceand silent mirrorsrequire no…

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 7

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Frank kept looking over at Michiko’s loft.

Crumpled

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We wanted so much to find ourselves in a beautiful world. It was, and is, but every inviting leaf has got another hidden dangerous precedent that must be surrendered to in order to survive to see another sunset with the ones you actually…

Despite the Spring

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The scarred heart pumps its viscous blood.

Paris Love Songs: Nos. 5 & 6

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Aucune idée

At the Cafe

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The light on his face from a lamp, felt hat with a black band scrunched down, the light on his face as though thrown there, the nose creating a strong shadow, with dark, straight eyebrows under the hat, red and orange beard. Leaning forwar

With Respect to a Fellow Poet

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We do not all love each other for the sake of our shared art, apparently.

In Dreams

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I always wanted to head on up to New York City and be taught by a decent painter, but as time kept on trucking, it became clear that that was just a big dream that would not shake out and I'd never be a real artist because I was shy of the money I'd need to stay up there in…