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there is a vault in the mountains / that in itself contains infinite vaults
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two pairs of arms and legs
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It’s important to sound
Human, I know
To get fragile
Near your
Mother
I myself
Get glimpses
Now & then
Once,
Eating chicken, staring
At the inside
Of a muscle
Once
During a bad thunderstorm
While running down the stairs
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Cafés just aren´t cool anymore
unless they boast walls of exposed brick, pipes,
half a chair nailed to the ceiling,
mis-matched furniture back-breakingly uncomfortable.
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I look good
Together
Got these penny wings
I could actually fly with
It all becomes so clear
Sound goes down
Sanity returns in an instant
The night is bigger...
I’d rather stay near the ground
I’m not a practicing angel
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There’s the Farmer’s Market
In the pouring rain
There’s the streets all
Filled with pain
We used to sit in darkened caves
Singing to each other
We sat in the darkened halls
And chewed upon our brothers
We once invented painting
By
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We were clinging to hope and innocence
Until the second jet struck the Twin Towers
That was when real evil twisted our hearts
And we were left without prayer, or power
Yes, a couple holding hands jumped from the building
But when I was the o
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maybe eventually time / will erase our time together
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It was my sophomore high school English teacher who
Managed to inspire me to start writing a little something
And I remember, oddly, that she was missing
A part of her middle finger
Now I realize that maybe she just couldn't give me
The whole
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On Monday, May 7, 2018, at the age of 67, I had a stroke.
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the beeps, rhythmic,
tell us that you're still with us
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I'm not a practicing angel,
ladies and gentlemen
Got these penny wings
out of boredom
I need to know
that black and grey place
inside an angel
where you bow your head,
when a puppet
forgets himself,
when a man learns
how smal
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Who does that besides Kafka,
Arreola, and Steven Wright?
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