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Again ~My fingers gently touch,And press into the fissures in my head,Soft indentures-Pressed beneath the covers,And the measure of a little flame's r..
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Team ~
(Dedicated
to Donnie Pritt)
Lock
arms with me,
And
run, into the night.
If
mile 101 has approached its timing-
Then
..
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Sass It ~
Run like crazy in the rain-
Give it some sass . . .
Don't let anyone see that your
creative bone,
Is like the cut o..
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Sickly Purple Organ ~
My hand lightly presses
along my beast-
I lift my shirt,
My fingers passing along
my waist,
I roll int..
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Unmeasured
Apparatus ~
(Dedicated
to Renee Wasil)
What did I lose?
I can't remember . . .
It slipped through the
br..
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Little Wind-Up ~
I'm interested in you-
But, you never answer my
texts,
And yet, I simply wanted
to know . . .
Why it was so..
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A
Poem for Ryder ~
(*Dedicated to my friend Robert Punchur)
You
swept,
On
the back of your horse,
Like
a sepulcher,
Into
the midst..
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My
Inner ~
Beauty is in the eye,Of the beholder-And rings upon every small bramble,With a resounding crack.The shapes of my mind shift, And th..
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Morning Dread ~I was told that I should
appreciate the sunlight,
By well-meaning friends
who said that I should get up early,
Since it wou..
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A few thoughts on hatred- and, maybe 'a few' on Dr. Phil-
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