Poetry
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To Future Generations
Hello. It is very nice that you study my poetry. I hope you are enjoying university. It must be nice to be debt-free. It must be nice to have never...
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Mastic Resin on Closed Nights
Perennial discussions, sold all along the atrabilious hymns of brother’s burnt pipes and closed solanaceous temper The botany of rapid reprisals found only in the solicitude of labors, foraged and...
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Humming Birdsongs in the Blight of Afterlife
In tempo – tempers flared, flagrant and masked Statuary halls like bells of evening laughter The children are empty, no songs, no presents The parents are dull whips, wispy after-fire...
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The theft of broken windows
There are moments that dare not cross the river like the theft of broken windows, heated to a boil the smoke detector betrays your covert confidence like a smile made...
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Soul in Orbital Decay
War loans and stock in carabineer Stethoscopes, like blue Mondays in the settling fall afternoon, too much in totality to pardon the whisper too much in gravitational distress to spare...
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Smoking Drafting Yard
I. A matter of frank time for noble clefs and pitches to fall under the leader A song of the matchless sober endorsements for parental appraisal the goats between sheets...
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Forgotten Labors
Communal dispersal and winds like ashtrays gas in the air, in our veins forcing us to spread apart so that they might break through our lines There was a moment...
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Growth Customs
There is a laboratory on a peacock island too small for merchant ships or flowers like dung weasels too blocked in fortitude to sing father tulip’s praises and scratch their...
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Fire without flame in short dress pants
We all got lost trying to escape there was a mentor who did not retrieve the package but instead, sold his honey for lunch meat and sacrificed angels for frosted...
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Center Blocks
I do not recall What average citizens do When they pause To center themselves When I attempt To center myself There is a constant Interference of blocks Falling and intruding...