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OUTSIDE A BAR, A STREET LIGHT
FLICKERED.
Thebar was loud andthepeople were quiet. So quiet you could
hearthesecrets thathung from their lips ..
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My eyes are shaped
like the sea. I have no idea the reason for this. I hypnotize aquatic creatures
with my sight. I must avert my eyes or they try t..
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In the theatre of Mirrors, one death leads to
another
and each mirror cracks like a ripple of a River.
Being bashful I did not look at my ref..
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We arrived on the ferry upon waters
of thirst. Waiting in line we got talking to a German
Woman, who told us of Oracles and her
chatter ..
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The other pupils
did what they were told.
When the morning
register was called, I was silent. My silence was enough. My name is silent,
like th..
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I stole a heart once. I gave it back but I know I’d do it again. Anyway, I get no peace from stealing hearts and I’m in need of some peace..
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My heart rang with rumours of fountain and ice, while the girls of summer, with ribbons around their wrists; butterflies in their throats, held roses ..
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I wiped the astral dust from the walls and cleared my throat to applause. The skeletons dance, eyeless, hung up on their stolen hearts, like a lost st..
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The theory is: if you put enough
monkeys on a typewriter
you might get the works of Shakespeare
but all you really get is 21st century poetry.
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Happy the machine unknown
to itself,
feeling destiny like smoke from a
flame
and as times passes so do their
lives, knowing
nothing..
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