imagination
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(the horatio monologues) iv
ivdaydreamthe words you cannot read abandon themstare at a space on the wall where nothing’s writtenin the gallery of your head on a wall hangsa perfect rendering of a pretty wench’s facean accurate remembranceof what her paps and her hips do to a gowndo arithmetic think fingers calculatethe number of months of weeks of daysbefore Continue reading
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imagination’s human
imagination’s human‘til something in a grassseed hereamong the grassesof the river valleyempire demonstratesan ambition to becomeeverything a grass canbecome by sproutingand something therein a grassseed across the riveramong the grasses ofthe coulee sidetribes that gatherin small bunchesdoes the same thingand something beyondthere in a grassseed among the grasscivilizations that stretchaway from the topof the cliffs Continue reading
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sunvisored
sunvisoredand fenderskirtedchrome grill bullet tippedshell studebaker orangeparkedinto the process of rustin opa’s pasturei claimed itdrove it at speedsthat never exceeded zerodrove it far as a small boy’s unfencedimagination would allowacross the rolls of prairieoverinflated and green Continue reading
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