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at five hundred hours maybe six
at five hundred hours maybe sixthe streets through july are still partially shadedfrom the midtown sun by the overnight darkinto those streets comesthe ambulance in its kitten skinned coatits eyes flash like emergenciesit mews and a siren criesat one of the fourplex doorswhere with kitten claws its knockscrapes down the weathered tinthe ambulance is the…
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like glaciers the mountain
like glaciers the mountainlike rain forests like jungles its body’simmune to every plague it carriesinside the closed bag of its own hideif it has lungs it holdsinside itself every virus it breathesinto its own bloodstream if it has veinsthe mountain doesn’t breathe outif it has blood it holdsinside itself every toxin it bleedsinto its own…
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love her eyes from were to are
love her eyes from were to arefrom everything in the room to youfrom blue to the brighter glad to see you blueto the shining excited to see you blueand when her head turns away when her face facesthe window when her eyes look out and seethe leaves on the elm saddenfrom green to brilliant as…
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there was dream previous to this
there was dream previous to thisdream dreamt in the black ink depths of the seawhere creatures never seenswim through the deeper sleepdream not remembered as i rise float upward almost break surface with my face wake almostsea water filters dims the light that enters from aboveby which i read the parchment coloureddream of sandread the…
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stay the night and wake with me
stay the night and wake with methe morning’ll come it’ll bein the deep of winterthere’ll be snowon the black branch outside the windowwhile you pull your boots oni’ll step out and start the cari’ll brush the snow from the windshield and when you comewe’ll sit and share the visioni’ll turn the heater on and when…
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wokeup satup legs swung bedtofloor stoodup dressed/ sweatpants yesterday’s tshirt/ walked
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through a hole in a wood
through a hole in a wood plank face of a tent on a fencepostbeaks wide open baby swallows two or three a band of amateur birds a choirof voices that haven’t maturedthat haven’t trained to singthey cheep cheepcheepfrom the stage that is a floorof block wood in a small house made of two one by…
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when the elector leaves dresden
when the elector leaves dresdenleaves his mother sophie to answerthe lords of saxony and the emperor’s menwhile he rides one may morning out on a palfreyaccompanied by his huntsman his falconera guest or two with an escortof squires apprenticed to the knights who ridecoursers and great horseswhen he arrives staysat his hunting palace at rochlitz…
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some of those
some of those spirits in the air over the mountain gathered themselves into a girlwind who wanted music before there was a word for music and slowly she began to dance and danced herself into a salsa dance and danced herself round and round and danced herself into a spin and spun faster and faster…
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