Category: Poetry
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Love Gives Time Space
Oh …stay my hand that seeks your palm forgive my ear that longs to sink into the pool of your voice which only music of the purest tone could bear. your skin is buttered, vibrant before the crust of my longing time is now the blade between this midnight poem and the resolution of my…
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Double Dub
Seems everybody is just too stunned to look backAnd the look-ahead holds just a mountain of graveyard blackYet my watch tells me I got an appointment in the morningI don’t need a needle to tell me – morning may never come When this year started I said the ’19 can go to hell Something didn’t…
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Sliding on Vinyl
Another insertion This time a cab from Newark I can’t see a badge but the accent is African The sky could be any season The air, any industry, sweat and petrol I bounce in the back Of this yellow Ford Generic black interior Without breakfast or sleep having lost much more than three hours Cause…
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Beg forgiveness
It’s no time to complicate To arrange or communicate Add more layers to the dress Consider angles of load and stress Master techniques, straighten lines Research approaches, estimate times Prepare the process or perfect the plan Apologize or repay the man No time to add another flock of words Just time to vanish like Imagined…
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Controlled Burn
Majestic forest NorthernCalifornia summer cruncheach step dry cracking Deadfall Overhead widow makerseverywhere blow downs and knock downsTinder reallyDead Woodmy thoughts also crunchy Fire FearArmageddon too!I think I want it to just be over So much painIn the newsmore painin the forest, the streets, familiesPAINEven sex seems painful nowPoetry too! I brought a small notebookOut to this wood on retreat But forgot to remind…
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cat with herb
On the front step Watching the orange cat Chewing… Biting really The herb growing by the sidewalk Tiny blue blossoms I don’t know… maybe it’s catnip I thought, “this‘d make a good poem” But it wasn’t dirty enough or something Because honestly, in my hand, Was a device tuned to a digital book about behavioral…
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Rainin’ Heavy – ’06
wayback debris / fading crumbs / feeling
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what now?
what now? the pain continues the people have dispersed all lights out for the night i run absurd dreams through the streets get surrounded by multitudes i disappear invisible confused horrified (march 2017 sonoma county)
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not important
once we were big shots inventing the net were important people in the edge cracks me up ha ha ha how much has changed don’t even recognize myself on market street but i still have that suit somewhere
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Artifactz
Thrift store score / tangible fetish / endurance / impermanence / artifacts