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Poor, pocked Ceres- dwarf planet/
trapped among mere asteroids-
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That’s why I am
always on the lookout
for a good pigeon’s wife.
Looking to get a little
pigeon sugar, I am.
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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.
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forced to submit/
to reasonableness//
and universal healthcare.
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I saw a tottering old man
and his crippled younger wife
taking turns taking
pictures of each other
before the plate glass windows
at the Macy’s Starbucks
overlooking Union Square,
and couldn’t help but
wonder who would
end up taking ca
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This mother, she buys a one way ticket
whenever she visits her three daughters
who have wandered far from the eyes of
her pearlescent knitting needles and tutti-frutti yarns.
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The light on his face might be 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.
L
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With their bits of
brightly-colored, found
string
woven into the walls of their nests
to teach their baby birds
what the worms of the future
will look like.
Sort of like the
cave paintings of Lascaux
were to early man in France
when h
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over tea & saltineshe read melike an obituary
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At some point we all reach the end point/
of something. Something important/
if only to our fragile self esteem.
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With their brightly-colored bits of
found string
woven into the walls of their nests
to teach their baby birds
what the worms of the future
will look like.
Somewhat like the
cave paintings of Lascaux
for early man in France,
when hunti
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this bleeding sun, clove studded & seedless
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What I’ve got is
priceless,
but no one
wants it.
Hmmm.
I wonder if
I can
give it away,
or have to
haul it to the
dump?
What I have is priceless.
Priceless.
What I have
is priceless,
but no one wants it.
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Little tech puppies, well compensated for code/
that outsourced laborers will realize in supercheap,/
superchipped gewgaws, sip artisan beers
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the late snow, though not welcomed...
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