competition
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Untitled Standard Love Song, 04142014
You mention yr secret like a chipped front tooth shot across the grapefruit sky yr smile smoke trails behind And I defer … slice my name in two spray its pieces with hundreds of random numbers where they feed I feast Now you know me.
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Untitled 07182013, second draft
I don’t give a shit About the jungle Or your long trek To profitable madness As I sound out that place’s strange name Sweating, mosquito-thick, blood green Impossible to itch An incantation The machete blade Turns to coin. Reminding my shrink of this story He hands over a live freshwater trout I really can’t compete.…
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