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calcite love the formations
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dripping down / my chin / high fructose corn syrup / I swallow. / my fingers in retractable knots / hips bended / to the waist of Calgary / the high cicada / thrust of a shrill / egalitarian.
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((((my first try at writing lyrics....))))
I picture this song being sung against the background of a guitar and a cello. What do you think? What should be
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sharp rope of water
coiled
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Peeping through
cheerios I frame
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the corner grocer, got ruts in the mom
and pop business the way they stare out into
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a hankerchief out of paul bunyan
his pocket filled with i dunno what is worse
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chambers turn in your black velvet revolver
the click squints
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bumpy wagon ride
leaves me in fists
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I collected brass door knobs
from the doors you closed
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Navajo pottery shards
spill over my toes
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Petrified wood
walks the thin line between
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(Not part of poem--I observed art labeled D)
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vaseline sticks to our teeth sometimes
when we try too hard to smile. we know when
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Inspired by something I read in high school, a few years back. "Things Fall Apart," by Chinua Achebe. The spelling of the author may be incorrect for now. Bu
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Pyromaniacs know
lighting fires takes a spark,
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Saturated, the lip-sync
sunrise looks too gleeful
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Palm reading
smells like U-turns through tunnels
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You are beginning to taste chalky
sandy pebbles more gritty than I can stomach.
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You know me
of plum tomatoes
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porous as chamomile tea
Cereberus is the feeling for
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Invasion ((fire))
ants crawled down your throat
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styrofoam
the slight of a carpenter's hand
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carrot top blue
baby. juvenile
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bellydancing in high heels
I've come to the edge of this.
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mosquito's on a drive-shooting
even my dreadlocks go stiff
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adobe removes the calcium buildup
lining the eyelashes
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drowsy, plastic bag, chewing gum
I milk this paltry memory.
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belly-up
a gila monster molting into
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Monsoon rains mark the approaching elephant ride home
swallow whole the lavish silks at my door. thud. creak. slap. thunder.
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old souls sometimes bump into each other. I found
You and now, I gesture with
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