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rot
my leg is a rotting log and i am stumps
i am stumps which are crawling with the little maggots
the little white slimy maggots which are crawling under my skin
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4
there are swans all around me
but they are blind
or i am invisible
and i don't know which
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graduation
i once found myself at a crossroads
i searched within myself
and like they love to say
i took the road less traveled
now i am at the end of the road
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away
i say goodbye and yet i find myself thinking about you again
i think about you in the weeping willow
singing a song of emotions that i do not know
i wonder if given the opportunity
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nameless III
the more of me i see, the less of me i want to be. i feel empty and dreaded and dead inside;
i’m a horn atop a pig’s head;
i still remember dogwood, sitting under my porch;
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nameless II
my name? what is my name?
Loves
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This I Believe (Names)
The ancient Greeks believed that names held power. I happen to agree.
I don’t remember when I first discovered this truth. It is something I feel like I have always known, since the moment I received my first name.
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Field Across From The Pond and Its Inhabitant
midafternoon moon
deer skeleton
rummaging the burned dark remains of an apple tree
fruit thrown 10 feet away
one single alone deer
can't hear my sneeze
i wish i could walk with you
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Water lilies
on the water floats
lovely and green and pale pink
a flock of frail birds.
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Tell Me I Can Stay
tell me I cannot drink the air;
yet the smoke on the horizon curls like a finger,
inviting me to taste February in the wind
and know time is running out
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A Different World
I went outside today, for the first time in a while.
I didn’t expect to see the twisted sight before me.
My eyes dropped open, full of shock and awe.
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Birdwatching
meet me in the dream where the windows open onto bird flight
with sparrows flitting shadows across the room,