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1. Poetry is Writing what all we felt When the heart is asked To translate. 2. Poetry is Love, Made malleable Through the eyes Which b..

Let’s dispense With the pleasantries or pageantry Of Dispensaries (A line that stretches round like Studio 54) Legalized by the vote ..

Create not master. Mindful painter sculptor mime. Let it happen thus.

Through the ether A mimicry of humanities Through the wires All I hear is indemnity The lifeless Are laughing At flatscreens I se..

1. Remember the puppet that you were who thought himself a real boy still only just a boy remember like perusal of hate mail th..

“Get ready for work” And I’m lighting A cigarette. I’m beginning with the end, Understanding now. My human sorr..

II. A box is not a home A home lovingly Warm Wonderful (Take three beans Mark each a color with sharpies. Place in a box See which ju..

“I do’s” through sunroofs. Hallelujah honeymoons. Marriage number two.

Old life only bones. Our flesh once giants lies dust. That feeling extinct.

Disco-bounce Afro’s, Bald white men with great big beards: Walking mirror balls.