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She’s an old soul who was
scattered to the winds
like a thousand butterflies
and a moth
She has no center
and flits from event to event
and can’t miss out on
a thing, because crikey,
what if she missed something
important?
And the m
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Like Jimi plucking steel strings
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A damnably intrusive rapping tapping, rappity tap tap tapping...and nothing more.
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Tell them words are math counting forever four letters of truth
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I clearly see the squirrels of
negativity all around me
or at least I sense that
they are there,
filling in the blank spaces
as I read down the page
prior to arriving at
the meaning of everything.
The greenness of figs
before they
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He needs to get free
She needs a lube job
They were made for each other
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like a reflection vanishes
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The thumb, incarnate, knows/
the moment of the misplaced hammer blow;/
the tongue, incarnate, the cool invigoration/
of water drawn from the dark well.
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Because we are all ex-patriots...
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I told mamma I was leavin’ you –/
you and your hard drinkin’, devil/
writin’ ways,
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Bud Light, B. O.
and Freeloader Heaven,
they step onto the
back of the bus without a cent
We pass by the Karma Wash
but no one gets off the bus
We pass by the
Endless Soup and Salad Kitchen
where we witness a crowd
swarming over a ch
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And if I lived a thousand lives...
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His eyes begin to glisten like hot green wax pooling around the
wick
of a
pretty little candle.
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....the first/
in a long history of indignities.
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I give you three words
dripping wet with whatever and you
take them, harbor them...
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