7 0 0
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I had a sure hold on time once/
but lately it grows slippery
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103267
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Lights of human occupation burn/
in patterns like the growth/
of a bacillus, lethal and prodigious,
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124132
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I cut myself. Often. The bloodslice like thin lips parted/in prayer.
life’s color drained to ashen/as the old world spins, pirouettes/like a circus dog on the back/of a galloping horse.
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12363
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You never folded the covers back,
Never dipped your precious nose inside
To wonder what you were sending
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11023
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after she's spat you out,
snickering
|
195107
|
unengaged refugees coming and
going, thorns in the sides of the real
revolutionary firebrand bohemians
|
320
|
In its own defense/
against what is too concrete/
the mind allows a magical thought-/
asking God- who doesn’t exist-/
to nonetheless intercede
|
4500
|
I’ll sit up
all night,
I don’t mind.
I don’t have to
Go to work,
Or
Wake up early.
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118154
|
I’ll sit up
all night,
I don’t mind.
I don’t have to
Go to work,
Or
Wake up early.
|
112210
|
What if
Everything
I have been doing
Hasn’t been heard
By anyone?
|
101400
|
It’s just another
Day where I feel tired, but I
Don’t know why it’s so.
|
104120
|
I’m starting to feel more interested in my savings account.
|
113742
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The rain is filling up my shoes,
I can’t see
through my glasses,
Rain all inside me.
|
103611
|
There’s a room
Full of white
And it smells
Like bleach and
Iron
|
13952217
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While you can,/
find the beautiful
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