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Radiationemitted from your eyes
It's this highly toxic poison
that I'm bathingin
Swift turns with socks on the
gym floor
very disoriented
Learningto spot and
draw my eyes back
to this point.
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A Need For Lessons or Nuclear Energy
Finding out too late
that it'snot
black and white
The calculated plan
isn't going to work.
Ishould've learned that the last time.
Going for a color shot, the effortdevelops
overexposed and ruined.
Saw that coming.
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Another Poem
The truth may verywell hurt,
But in a poem that biting reality - is masked
When somehow linesof description
And phrases of vague insinuation
Take away the harshness ofa fact
Round the edges of a sharp decision
Giving anyone who cares to lineone
The ability to create an ...
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Forgiving Myself
Inmy hand I hold,
The crisped petals
Of a once vibrant rose
In stonesilence
I stand ...
You waft across my mind like
A soft ocean breezeblowing
through my hair
...
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Funeral Clothes
Thisgirl gazes at cumbersome stars
and dissipates into them, wondering why
weare alone
and loathed
in funeral clothes
My God, she cries, abrasivequestions
are coming in from all directions
but left rhetorical andunrequited
save for "Can I hurt ...
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I have not raised my hand in years
I have not raised my hand in years.
Mostly I sleep in the mornings
and intothe afternoons.
I cannot listen to everything I am supposed to know.
Youask me to learn from your mistakes.
You ask me to learn from chalk and ablackboard.
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Jaded Hands
Hetouched the letters
reaching out as if the J's
would turn intoarms,
embrace him,
and shake the dust
off his shoulders
Hey,buddy, how's it going ... long time no see
He pauses
then caressesanother name
Nice to see you again, Matt ...
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Killing Time
Itis a management of life,
The earliest of Mankind.
It's the first thing welearn
As well as the first we let slide.
It is the cause of boredom,
Thecause of lateness,
The cause of anticipation that grabs onto yourliver,
Envying the young, killing the weak.
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My Pleading Prayer
Hedid not choose
a snapping turtle
for a pet
and I will not lose
and Iwill not let
another day pass
without learning to swim
My concentrationkettle suppresses
a boiling appetite
a smiling steam
and his voiceundresses
and his touch redeems
a hungry ...
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Perfume Garden
Iwas falling, and she was five
when we walked through the perfume garden.
She picked and picked roses and poses,
as though she lived herlife
followed by a camera.
Sundresses, curly hair, teddy bears andteacups.
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Roads
And there was the moon ...
staring me down
Watchingmy careless ride
through its bright orange face.
Soft whispers ofsong
heard breathing in the pauses
Secretly, they bribe the wind
tocarry them away.
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September Walk
Walking,
looking at
bears, belts andbrothers,
contemplating altered skylines
and modified lifestyles
andfeeling
cold.
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She Feels the Clouds
shefeels the clouds surround them in her room
her heart attempts to speak to herof love
but all she feels is an impending doom
as he pulls off the mask andhides the gloves
this man, she thought they knew each other well
he showsher what she does not want to see
he tells ...
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Socks
Ido not like
These things called socks
They seduce the feet
Then makerancid smells
Their fluffiness
Is deceitful
And their caress
Is oftenvulgar
They steal the soft touch
Of the morning grass
From tinytoes
And soft carpet
Is not felt
They keep ...
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Songs
Ideleted all of your music files
On the computer
All of the songs thatyou liked
All of the songs that you downloaded last spring
All of the songsthat reminded you of last spring
All of the songs that reminded you of how youfelt last spring
All of the songs that you ...
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Superman
Ihad a talk with the monster in my closet.
sat him down in my Blue's Clueschair
looked him straight in the eye
told him I was too old to believe inthings like him.
green tears oozed down the two horns holding up hiseyeballs,
I let him borrow my blanky.
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Tell me I was almost
Lieto me
give me something
to console me
trick me into trying
call merunner up
and not last at all.
Tell me I was
Almost
worthhaving
That I'm almost
more than she.
Hold me
in a blanket
offalse security
for a moment
of peaceful sleep ...
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Twenty-three inches from head to toe
Ijust thought you'd like to know
She's twenty-three inches from head totoe
I just thought you'd like to hear
She's nearer to me than you everwere,
my dear
She giggles and coos
Smiles and poops
She cries andshe snuggles
And her mouth slightly bubbles
Her eyes are ...
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Yousee him
Sitting there on the slope of a bluff
Across from you
He strumsat the guitar
Plucking
And you know him for everything he is
You gripthe green grass in your fingers
Carpets the billowing Earth beneath you
Yet
Words never spoken
As you watch from a ...
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glossynails
twirling hair
that smells like strawberries
girl is morecute
(oh, but that we are too)
we are poets and painters
scientists andsprinters
for we shouldn't be afraid
to come out of our barbie and kencastles
we have so long grown accustomed
to the ...
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Applyingme thinly with
Borrowed technique
Cliché subjects
Devour theinnocent canvas.
Evading viewers so they won't see the real me.
Frompalette to easel,
Gripping my applier forcefully, you
Hastily spread me toyour
Impasto collection.
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Waiting Room Love
Bluepools of emotion shine from the magazine
Pulling Joe Nobody toward the page'sreflective sheen
He feels the waves lap against the edges of hisheart
Drowning out the elevator music's mind-controlling art
And a strangethought enters his mind ...
Dare I ...
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Wings
Ihave one moment of silence, one time a week.
A half-hour of pure inner peaceand concentration,
a moment where I forget about all the troubles in theworld
and just shut up and eat.
When we enter the bar,
we know whereto sit.
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Your Life
asad face
with rosy lips
that reek
of too much booze
a dawn ofsand
a dusk of stone
a sky of iron
a field of ash
a tree offire
that bleeds in
a typhoon
of crimson blood
a star of earth
amine of glass
a whip of paper
a ball of yarn
a glint of ...
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