Gratitude

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to wear so many rings your fingertips refuse to meet
to pull up skin-tight jeans
to slip on a pink tube top without being asked
to find what’s in your pocket

what is in your pocket?

to be known for a particular hairdo
to smell the way you do
to be brilliant without being moved
to snooze

oh scent do you see?

to kill in order to live
to grow a theorist in a tube
to suck off a hungry ghost
to love basic vanilla body mist after all these years

what won’t work and why not?

to have that kind of mind
to have this kind of mouth
to charge into the universe’s great recording booth
and scream no no no that won’t work

 

Cyclops Lives by Herding Animals

Wikipedia Poem, No. 660

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fathom a revolutionary stratus 
the mythical canon can 
must mean grow

 

Wikipedia Poem, No. 67

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