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Warm up
Screaming limbs of a strange tribe,
Angry ballerinas making love to the floor in
awkward relations,
Seduction in yawning eyes, sprawling ..
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Today I called the rain, like a stray dog,
Like an old lover
Like a toothache-it came slow and pulsing,
Salvador Dali walks the street in a dress..
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A panther screams in the night,
A boy polishes the silver forest,
A fathers feet are cinder blocks,
A mothers breast offer only dust,
A junkie f..
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This is more of a rant than a poem, I was 3 months in my stay, I stayed another 5 1/2 years. That's poor judgement but I met a couple of friends that ..
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Dead flowers in a jar,
I think of you.
Dead air on the radio,
I think of you,
Dead insects in the windowsill
I think of you-
My iron gate has ..
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Black,
All bound stains and slaves of
shacks-
Pound for pound
I am the king of killers-
Sky slaughter in blood red stellar.
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From my second book, these are just short ones I'm posting at first.
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