69 5 6
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I want to know which way is north.
Your sprawl erases cardinal points
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300
|
to resurrect the dead/
to bread and wine
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78701
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But all I see, the only irresolute shape in my mind that forms and becomes real, is you.
|
2411
|
to resurrect the dead/
to bread and wine
|
91621
|
Gossamer wisps bloom in the barren air.
|
210
|
So, yes, there is a sprinkle of belief
|
77300
|
I'm the vessel that'll sniff out the wharf's of old,they call me bold for bounding seas,they whispers rumors of my unstable ease,what's a life without vanishing into the falling pink fold,Ululating tides spray brisk bounties of water on board,squabs with new wings…
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101364
|
You have at least
an intermittent belief.
|
300
|
but then I realize/
in a shame of mirror light
|
149076
|
His eyes drift over the body of every
woman who enters Starbucks, even though
he’s old enough to be their father or grandfather,
still his eyes are aware of every shape passing by,
refusing to let go, and die.
Maybe they’re speaking Polish or
|
200
|
Damn our small chameleon heartsthat turn obsidian-black and hardthen break to edges sharp as glassand must then open tender flesh to prove how sharply broken they are.
|
5467
|
Damn our small chameleon hearts/
that turn obsidian-black and hard
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22353
|
one of those love poem things
|
100
|
|
1179114
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Sunset swoony love waves
crash over me and I forget why
I didn’t say yes sooner
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