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Poetry dump
Every time I jump the world spins once
And I land in the same spot
My dog looks like a gremlin when he’s sleeping
It’s midnight and I wonder if my salt lamp is really salt
Ick yep it is -
Chat GPT Poem
This poem is not Chat GPT
I promise to convince you that
and I will attempt to convey
the human
sitting and picking the words
from cobweb corners where
computers can't find them.
there is a beating heart here -
why playlists are tsunamis
five songs
last me a month
a single playlist
i listen to
over and over and over
chewing it like a piece of gum
until it has gone
dull and flavorless
and I spit it out
but
when i rediscover -
paper and metal
at midnight the mediums mix
my window is open for the breeze
but catches the coyotes cries
and suddenly I can see them,
their metal shoulders and copper fangs
filming green in their breath
their joints gliding on nuts and bolts -
two viewings of a butterfly
too far off
beauty gliding
butterflies I try to catch
like the contrails of a
lovely dream
spinning in circles with
a net made from
a clementine bag
my fingers reaching in
to snare it gently -
why writing letters hurts
to write a letter
is to give your words
little legs and let them run
off into trouble
like juveniles
to send a letter
is to let your words
be pulled apart
like cabbages until
their soft little green hearts