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Jennifer Godzilla on a Space Sofa
She is beautiful on a space sofa The ambient drive of a midnight cockatoo tail A tale of breathlessness A tale of wind in the face on a warm summer day Vanishing, all Planet Marzipan Jennifer Godzilla My apartment in Santa Monica I learned to play the harmonica And the neighbors grew distasteful I just… Continue reading
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The City Dream
I was in Los Angeles again I could tell by the sky That dome-like bubble The smog Making the world feel smaller than it really was And the smell The ocean swirled with pollution I was walking Trapped within the arteries That flow and glow 4,700 square miles to pulse through And I saw the… Continue reading
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Lights and Dreams and Time
Two years straight and it still feels like the very first time I touched her. We drifted off clutching each other tight. Then we turned to sleep, our asses touching, the warmth of her back like a campfire. I listened to her breathe as I looked up at the purple stars of pretend. Continue reading
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