725 5 3
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18103019
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He’s hooked on the pinball / excitements of adolescence
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99572
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They left the breath of their souls
upon the lips of others
and jumped in with all abandon
They felt the winds on their skin
as the heart flew by them
on its way into the lost nature of time
This time they flee the country of the soul
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2620187
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They take her cookies
they take her Coke
they take her Kleenex
the whole box
not the used ones
They take, they steal
everything
They’d take the brain
out of an ox
if they could
Diamonds they steal
bars of soap
as long as they
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80240
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Why is this woman smiling?
Because she’s the Real Mona Lisa,
that’s why
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125354
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The tall, standing woman with bright red lipstick, elegant at one time, you could tell, responding, “She has dementia,” pointing at her brain. “She was a Holocaust survivor.”
And the one they’re talking about turns as she’s pushing her wal
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69221
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In a release of pleasure
Her rain fell to the ground
Mingling with the
Essence of the Earth
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98811
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A 20-footer up on skids
sky-blue paint beneath the bondo
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300
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Now they go running through
Grand Central Station
where we see them every one
on cell phones and ice cream cones
their essence
compressed onto their faces
reading like a sandwich board
of life
like souls glimpsed
through blinds
n
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14722
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hanging from the low end of the moon by my feet in a storm/half-expected you would be there/my step a little flatter
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67431
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Who will plume the chicken?
Who tend
the little flower
of the soft person?
Who steal the pea out
from under the bank
while you’re holding it up?
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291274
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1711
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Bears, four times two, stomp and swing
to music strung on a bell curve.
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108464
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We need to keep writing
because the great ones
aren’t always that great
We need to keep writing
to insure that the future
even has a future
We need to keep writing
because the wind won’t know how
or when to listen if we don’t
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Is there a recipe for / lasting happiness?
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