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Pre-Cambria
All the little animals swam up to feel the air that day.
They danced in the water like they never had before.
I know they did.
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Night Machine
Downstairs in the kitchen
Stars are great wheels in a machine sky.
Heaven is above in the metal dome.
You pour yourself a cup of Water.
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New American Elegy
Long live the dead we prop ourselves up on,
The cane we pass off as our leg.
Long live the gods that money trickles down from,
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My Head Cold
My head cold waits at my bedroom windowsill
Tells me:
‘No, you can’t do your homework. Lie back down and quit thinking so much.’
Tells me:
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The Rafters
Remember the old A-shaped house?
The one with the castle downstairs
And the spell around it?
It's empty now.
Did you know that?
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MINDSPACE DEFERRED VISUAL TEST
Your body is asleep in the house you moved to when you were fourteen, but your brain is wide awake in your old school library.
Loves
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Intertwined With The Land
Our eyes set upon wealth—
We count our dollar bills;
our materialistic skills.
We avert our eyes from health,
“Aging” backwards,
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sunday nights
sunday nights are my own.
old music in the corners of my mind
pen scratches on paper, ten thousand poems
two hundred and seventy-two
little golden lights, 4 walls
that mirror my soul.
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Wet Thread
You assembled me with great care and patience like a ship in a bottle. You made me a fine coat with matching pants with pockets like yours. The only difference was that I was not in mine.
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braking for leaves
in the beam of headlights
a flash of motion darts across dark asphalt.
brakes slam,
a breath catches in the throat.
and the stillness of a stopped car
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Shattering
Will we ever stop
Forming gaps for young children to fall through,
Teetering on the edge– –swinging their legs.
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Pluto
She wished that space would talk to her,
And whispered to the moon,
About the days that haunted her,
And those that would come soon.
She wanted to apologize,
For wishing on the stars,