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into mud
When you bite your jacket,
you taste the salt that has soaked in,
all the times you have worn it.
But there is no detaching-
you have sunken your teeth into a moment.
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One Seven
One
the list, the ambitions typed into neatly folded laundry and messy buns.
Seven
a.m. the time the covers mute the morning-nothing is concrete.
One
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written in noise
i don’t seem to write much anymore.
Maybe it's because at one point the music got turned up real loud,
didn’t like the thoughts in my head,
the noise of the world.
Loves
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Lumineers on Vinyl
I need pretty things;
I need the Lumineers singing
about flowers on vinyl, and
I need stained glass bubbles twinkling
in the window, and
to see my poetry scrawled in
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The Pretti Doctrine
If we get scared, they have us in their pockets.
If we don't, all they have is blood.
And blood is not a weapon.
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melting point
Shoot all the bullets your cold visions desire,
shoot your anger away
to reel in the reputation you'll live with
until you die.
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down the street
i walked down the street
the streets i once used to know
filled with regrets and heavy with burdens
of what once happened here
i walked down the street
a block or so down
