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CONCRETE BOREDOM

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My heart beats change to a speed I can’t endure.There is only one cure;return to a rustic life with nature,free from this jungle lunacy...

This Small Skull Once Belonged

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I have never felt connected to anything, not even my own body. I am trying  to remember the last time I felt  I did not have to...

kindled, a fire no more to burn

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and i can not be,  here, not tonight,  a dying vine,  these memories  twisted backward, embers of a life  retreating back to the earth  with thoughts, evolved  to die  an ego, regressed,...

Clichés

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Time is money isn’t everything in it’s place and a place for everything counts count your blessings and don’t count your chickens before they’ve...

Snippet of a Man Talking About His New Television Set

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So I was walking around the store, just out grabbing a few things for the house and I just happened to wander into the...

My story

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I wonder why it is by all accounts that what I’ve arranged is as yet fixedwhen night makes up for lost time with me.Now...

You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar

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Grandma said, “you catch more fliesWith honey than with vinegar”I wondered...She herself was vinegarShe never made sweet thingsOr said sweet wordsWas she afraid of...

Walking Dogs in an Illinoisan Fall

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We used to walk local shelter dogs in the fall.One of them had to stop every few yards to pee. We didn’t mind, & neither...

Turnaround

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One hundred and eightyDegree turnaroundMade several timesIn one lifetime— From numbers runner and burglarBreaking into mansions of moneyed White menTo writer and Muslim messengerReaching into...

Bukowski, again

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oh holy poetic father your long skinny soul scrawled across the backs of thousands of naked spines and how each drop of battery acid dripped from the dots in the eyes and the...

beneath the apple blossoms

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and this time you slipped as a raindrop through the clouds of my forgetfulness to fall like the thought of a forming leaf wearing that dress i remember and laughing at the...

human tweeting

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going through your instagram feed desperately trying to reconstruct your history artfully revealing yourself through clever angles and snapchat filters.  what happens when children lose sight of themselves via the...