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You hold me now, and pay attention.
Everything is new.
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Slip me in Between the cracks in your schedule Between the sheets of your bed Between your memories and your fears Between your eyes and the moon where I'll twinkle at you Slip me in somewhere, I won't disturb you Won't make you want to push me away Let…
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19. You never know yourself till you know the dust. 51. Treasures are the ligatures between our wants and love. 33. Truth is able to turn one's stomach.
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I'm curious,
what's the nameplate on
my door?
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I am asking for something as simple as water. In an oak tree, weeping, a child climbed too high. Tears that the barkstain will never wash clear. O love. We ask far too much when we fall. In a momentary lapsus, the words…
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my fingers vibrate magnetic/
a humming void/
where my brain was
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The doctor told me:
"You have 24 hours
to live.
no more, no less."
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Write a poem in which your father is a dog and you are his leash.
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There is a false dawn,
when night still holds sway, but tempered with promise; anticipation.
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Wafting wisps of fondness twinkling
in time with fairy lights pointing out lawns in cities
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You're sitting in a darkened theatre with Gothic ceilings and one exit watching the latest Alan Ladd film with William Bendix and Veronica Lake.
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