poetry
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QUOTE, draft 100520131220
unlicked filth on bentbranch fingers & a chemical thin residue lean waits to be pleased across his mottled brow & thensudden cheekbone spikes no gleam. despite his mottling hair a swamp alive & long ago wet precious & fragile as a cradle unprintable man loved at impossible distance and when & when wise brown eyes…
body, book store, diction, draft, fiction, hair, illicit, literature, love, napalm, observation, oil, physical, poems, poetry, public relations, smart, spokesman, stone, streets, sweat, syntax, talisman, topography -
QUOTE, draft 092720131931
It’s a gift, reading your smells, the Oils on long green fingers, distinguished From the chemical thin residue Leans, waiting to be pleased Across yr brow, the sudden spike Of cheekbones. There’s no Smell there, despite — Yr hair, swamp alive & long ago wet, precious & Fragile. You, an unprintable man Loved at an…
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Command-W
The greasy, banister-cool Hand props up some very mediocre Problems Type the word Face Enter The computer does the rest This Is no way to live.
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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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Untitled, 072820131301 [draft For Gettysburg, Whitman]
Smell the breath of grass First at their backs and bayonetted sides Because this, the duty of the living:
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Untitled, draft, 07182013
I don’t give a shit About the jungle Or your long trek To profitable madness But all my questions Turned to coin As I sounded out that place’s strange name Sweating, mosquito-thick, blood green Impossible to itch That place … I would recount this purple story To my shrink if I had a shrink, but…
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sinuous rills [draft, 033020131336]
crack the association, windows holding something back curtains cutting social tongues, an uncaged robin blinds like bobbins scored spooled around with money i’m hungry because i’m bored i’m a cave shadow collapsing, honey you can do this, put one foot in front of the other remember that the eye is the you, capitalized blinds bobbing…
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improv for problems, playoffs and plumbing [draft 2, 042220131826]
Tin helmet to the blindside crumbled Week-old Italian bread Crushed over fresh arugula Titan got hit. His mind green jelly baby pureeSquishing squirt of hot butter candied Prophet peppermint pate Look up from the pain Airbus A380 sky streaming, lickable bright Cotton confetti a candy grey cloud, giving up.
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