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In an afternoon supermarket rush,
with tangled hair, clothes stained with exhaustion.
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We lived in a world once, / where the vastness of pre-storm cotton air / allowed the taste of thin caramel to last / a little while longer. / The charge given to our bodies / before the first stri
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The night walks the weathered wood along side thirsty souls hunting for answers / within every steel body of fallacious light and color,
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this is a part of a narrative anthology I am working on.
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Her frothy white cleavage isn't saying anything to you my dear.
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Ripping through the gray mass, The sun's rays make the snow fall brown
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You're sitting there laughing at Wordsworth With your highlighter stained hands
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Running out of my house late one morning hyped up on Starbucks and hair still wet
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Ask me what I'll be doing Saturday I'll tell you trully
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You were heavy in your chair One hand rubbed the green felt of the table
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As I walk back to my apartment after taking out the trash
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A gracious lime green fog formed above the water Then I awoke
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I am going to declare January 2nd an official piss and moan holiday Nothing will be open, even retail
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I've come to the understanding that the road can be paved with cooking oil
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The lights burnt out because the fireflies cried
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Your past is so spherical I could wrap hundreds of your beaded necklaces around it
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I walked through the woods across the street on an autumn morning Daylight was strangled by the hoary mist of your apologies
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Intimidating, sharp, merciless br
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After my departure from this cold, porcelain slab of existance br
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She is best known as cancer br
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You, my God of poetry in the cookie crumbs of my world That day your scruff teased the back of my neck from six feet away
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We can make choices that make down look like up They clean our windows as if they were sheets of freezing rain
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Dump the entire kitchen drawer
full of push pins, cigarette lighters
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All the little hearts were black during that time
The bright lemon window shade fought with midnight
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Chew all you want, the blood from the skin around
your nails isn't going to help you get it
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You dangled from the edge of a cliff
Hanging from the branches of blackberry bushes
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I got lost among the Swedish Fish in her blue margarita
So trivial no one
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The light was green when I drove through my jealousy of your brotherhood
The light was red when you should have been looking forwa
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The harder I press the more the paper bleeds
The ink shows my extravagant high
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I was swinging from some vines
in some woods, God knows where
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She walks slower than she ever did in life
Her gaze of blue daggers can pierce you into ecstasy
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sleet taps on the windows we ignore
hinges play piano notes we somehow loathe
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