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Even when it feels like
death
is inching toward you
and your blue eyes
are turning
gray
and even though you've tried your best
to stop the
m..
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It's hard to write at home.
There are just
too many distractions.
The old lady sleeping in the next room,
a portrait of
awoman who has been
unha..
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Humor me
and tell me it's going to be alright
in the end.
Exaggerate
falsify
make up
vacant lies and
repeat them all
while you smile li..
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And so it goes
the life...
it whims past you as
quickly as it came
for what is life,
but
spontaneous births and
desirous
genes
coming toget..
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I've always hated the
mild side, the one without infinite
adventure, without deep
thought, without
reckless abandon, without
the risk of
losin..
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I saw a Friendly's truck stride
down the highway
it said on it's back "FollowMe to Friendly's!"
Years ago,
I would have said, "Le..
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Most Days
--
There are those rare
extremely good days when I feel
completely infinite and surreally euphoric,
in harmony with the
Earth---when m..
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reading the sick old poet
in the morning light
the breeze blowing upon my skin
sashaying my pores
the clouds movingacross the sky like
angels,
k..
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Got my cold beer
Got Bukowski
Got Kerouac
Got my pad and paper or computer
Got a lover sleeping in the next room
Got my favorite tv show on that ..
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They all curse the scam
they screech and holler and cry and stare and hide their feelings from
those they love most
trying to make peace and captur..
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