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Two Great PoetsTwo Wonderful WorldsOne Flesh & BoneI liked this... love the image.... thank you for writing me this One Pixel ScrawlsIf I am to be nothing but pixel scrawls...then those scrawls will exceed that of far more than flesh and bone... …
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He wore
painter's clogs
too, highwater khakis
and some sort of hosiery
indigo mixed
with sepia;
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A cataract moon cloaked in its charcoal fog slowly seeps among the trees; its glance is constant and white,its arc known. I watch its brow of bone with constant wonder.The long slow funeral of America is taking its time; its pallbearers' hands strain…
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The bus is late; the papers disappear.
The china breaks, and the suit does not fit.
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Every day, a fresh new/
strain of Hell reveals itself
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