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I find it more fun to be a pirate
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Those curtain wearing warmongers
With jelly eyed fish scales painted to the back of their necks
Those were the days
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A work day outside my office window an old woman raises short arms to the sky a slow dip down body twisting she is Wind, Sun, Life embroidered on her silk coat the body of a peacock draped over the body of a dragon …
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A man walks on the moon my mother knew at Purdue.
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They waited not a moment longer than was necessary But moved right in and
Began their loathsome ch
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Put blisters on your fingers and
Put plasters on your head but
Put peppers on your privates and
You’ll wish that you were dead!
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the dark brown cloaked warden stands on his lofty perch
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Paper Bird, Devotchka, TV On The Radio
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I type her name into Google,
I browse through the pages of entries,
but they're not about her,
of course.
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summon the chamois to hyperspace
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we watch out of the living room window
from our third floor apartment
we watch the Boys
taking girls to infested alley ways
between screaming buildings
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The poet paused
Pen poised in hand
A wrinkle on his brow
He’d but to rhyme the final verse
The only problem
How?
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The sound of a girl screaming wakes us in the middle of the night
she’s standing out on the fire escape
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Lie awake in the night without night and the Monday comes
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