Poetry
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Potatoes at Rest
Gold plated potatoes, leaning against the grass Preparing for the auction, so adroit And derelict, pursuing a broken cloth Like a planet where the rain never stops I was missing...
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Payday Thoughtlessness in Soot and Pearls
There are stems within the pearls around her neck They grow and keep an ecosystem of standards alive Growing and multiplying over the years like a harsh embankment Of stones...
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Vacations for Orphaned Dock Workers
We are each forced to write a song For those above, below, and beside us We tamper with the walking line So as not to disturb the dichotomy Of stolen...
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Without Homes and Dressings
Mathematically speaking, you say, Wind turbines exist for soft landing evenings For us to sing dull fairy songs under the rites of night’s passions And collapse in on each other...
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Magnets in the Heart of Contemptuous Labor
Here, standing pearls without Books of salt-driven love, Goes grocery bicycles And cellar stereos That drift between injury So low, only the bass can hear it.
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Criminal Apples Listening to Songs From The Capeman
Orange steams in his hearing A barrage of stellar nurseries Singing tales of obsequy treasuries Ignoring the passage between bread And spoiled cheese, not present But the moment The moment...
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Character Should Come Before Art
Character cannot come from art, But art can come from character Art will always come from character That includes bad art It is not even as swift as a work...
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Gods of Forged Control
There was a mouse on the rhythm of the sequestered atmosphere He hid no secrets from his mother, this noble mouse He sheltered under a pit of sand and poison...
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Direct Inaction
Who decides who lives and dies? We do. All of us. Either through direct action, Or direct inaction, We, each of us, are responsible For the deaths of any other...
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The Beginning of My Now Last Year (to depress God, or so He tells me)
The last birthday I will see Only slightly surprising Just short of remarkable Midnight on a postage stamp Having spent the day With rum and wine and sleep Repeatedly interrupted...