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The Geranium Machines
The rose bushes are plummeting upward My baby-blue sick guts Calculating out the time In a warp, a bend Of space all nonsense Geranium machines Rattling off methodical defense Bullet showers in the windows Curtain calls Charm and sun and blood The euphoric day of another world Take me to Eden Sands A place in… Continue reading
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This Mortal Coil Corridor
Etching dreams now I make my own wounds In the bar until dawn Strangers abound Scattered among the tables Pool sticks stabbing at pool balls The unmistakable smack Upon the green carpet I am weary of life But still I march This mortal coil corridor I sail the seas Of this misshapen world Odd heads,… Continue reading
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Lonely Motel
Doesn’t that look lonely That orange, muddled horizon Two cars at the Americana Motel The yellow brick and brown doors Square, curtained windows A jagged neon sign Black circles and yellow arrows A lonely smear of bruised sky One that makes the heart swell And the soul inflate Broken people crawl inside Weary travelers on… Continue reading
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Thunder Owls
With a book to read and a bite to eat I plagiarize my wounds The stone archway is a shelter from the rain Through Old England searching Voices arguing in the distance Clomping hooves on the bridge overhead Yellow lamps Their light desperately reaching out Through the bursting torrents of water Thunder owls howl through… Continue reading
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Electric Arrow
House star fiddling soap emperor cascades down mountain flora searching for a pink heart with someone in it. There’s a black box with insert points, cookies on a chipped plate sitting on a table by a window with paisley curtains. The breeze coming through flops them around like wild flags. “They’ll get cold,” I say.… Continue reading
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Madman Hands
I’m tired But I can’t shut down Too much stimulation Via stillness My eyes want to close But the hands of my mind keep them open They tug from the bottom and push up Like those rattling security doors stores in malls have A blanket of metal, a cage To protect all the holy products… Continue reading
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Corn Tornado
I decipher the angst of the world, glyphs sketched on the stalks as I make my way through the cornfield. A green maze that smells like earth, looming tall. Revenant soldiers are haunting hallways as I scrawl, crawl through time and space. The world is windowless. The wind lathered by a storm. The sky above… Continue reading
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36 Beautiful Scars
I take a solemn tablet and wash it down with fury That spirited ache of midnight The moon breaking bones out in the hall All the unforgiving and unforgivable things Line up like cracked dolls The shelf leans left The audacious propaganda on red and white A clock still ticks in an attic Time kept… Continue reading
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Sad Star
And it feels good to be cold in this bed at 1:35 in the afternoon on a Sunday. No one knows the true depth of my heart—this gray day. The rain lingers, the clouds linger, like annoying guests at a birthday party in a back yard on a Saturday. They ate all the fried chicken… Continue reading
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Naked On a Rock
Golden snow in the breeze Tree trunks sprayed by plowings A road leading to a blank horizon Hills in the distance bathed in sunlight The chattering of birds breaks the silent sound of snow This orange sherbet world A dream, an escape The air is clean, crisp One could crack it like a cracker The… Continue reading
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