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A bizarre ritual of passing
we Protestants practice
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and all the musical notes
rose joyously into the air!
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taken down because of publication
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she offered me
forbidden candy
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I remember it rained
last time I saw you
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Christmas Eve
Graceland closed...
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We strained to hear vampires
unzip cold rubber body bags
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what I adored about her
besides that mane of kinky red hair...
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the smell of mothballs and medial triangles
dead prayers swept beneath a bed
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Maybe it was the full moon
or the peach schnapps I drank
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You come to me
lonely and cold
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not a poem, just some thoughts
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today I learned the sad news...
my life-long friend is dead
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a China moon spilling lantern light
hops a freight train into the morning
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the water fountain in the town square
still declared "For Whites Only"
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Do you like strawberries? I asked.
Sometimes, she said.....
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I never lie but tell a truth
painted in pretty parables
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Once I loved you only in the evening...
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After our first night making love...
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a hundred scenes in my life
I fear I'll never see again
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She reminded me of tall yellow trees...
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She woke me in the middle of the night...
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Today while I dug graves...
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I turn the beef, it sizzles
greasy fat drips on the coals
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Standing on the Empire State Building
twin towers just a backdrop...
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An old dog lifts his head mournful
as though he knows
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Crossing the border by the sea
Juaquin Costa toasted the senoritas
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the clumsiness is real
gracefulness is absent
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At the Dragon Room Bar
we sip Silver Coin Margaritas
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the curve of you
in morning slumber
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I remember the color
red pools everywhere
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