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Grandpa
must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must must venture families blaze through canadian rockies into furnace …
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Clump Spirit
My father loved his practical cadillac most at eleven every night for centuries with unwavering hope of surviving life’s fad diet brushed his teeth and exploded maybe with ambiguity maybe tala madani’s cumshot number one shaped like christ’s apostles or john lurie is gunna make it though this year of joy divorced from our investors…
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Saint Maeve
is a storyfirst about placesof worship and winter’sverbosesoul like the cockatricecoming home toroost like a photograph aspires to distillfeathers fiery iwant to say i burned himselfat the stake ruddy rectrices upfrom drifting smokeaddled measurable jawn miserable i’ve beenunable to liveunder these conditions of resounding successof first impressionsproof of laziness i burned himselfat the stake no…
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New Mexico State Gem
What is your name? Never know. Hunched, picked offa pair’a you—neither crow nor winch. A thinggod backlit in neon after blessing us with neon. And I know what it means as a poet to carry this heavy basket—faint mason, invisible stevedore, passage of time, neither good nor right. I am fearful for firm and misunderstood…
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Barbecue Vanitas
Wikipedia Poem, No. 854 floats in the sea and do not see the ancients void of paintings in found artifacts—which you present like found artifacts—which you preso un granchio i remember ian at auntie’s barbecue pulled pork zinfandel maple cheesecake bolt of mind can of plein-air paintings in the joyful ma ho preso unrolled bolt…
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Mostly Anti-Capitalist Art (1996)
this father in between this father i am here i am in between my name is father and you listen or do not outside cats & animals you could permits imagination & cats permit imagination it is folly to connect the landscape is my mouth is the transience of the mouth free of use? tense…
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Empedocles and Exaenetus (Wikipoem for My Father)
Wikipedia Poem, No. 824 yr head if only he cared down their hooves spectacular the riders’ blood spilled as much for me but i was a wrestler and was a wrestler and was a farce another wrapped around their hooves spectacular the riderstand was a wrestler and was a farce vested spectacular the great heft…
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