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Her touch,
a silk glove
of stars,
raging curls
like ocean waves
dark and
divine,
her
eyes like the
rings of Saturn
gazing
to..
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Hub like veins
stretching across
the four corners
of cement,
of grime,
hollow tubes
living beneath skin
transporting
self connections,
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PIZZA SHOP
A Poem by Rene Velez
Backpacks by the
Corner table
Jittery soda chuckles,
mother jokes and
Cold crusts,
Fresh pies
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Light fights the
window curtains
and wins,
sneaking in the
early morning,
living room
surrendering.
I, to hot tea,
and television screen
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They weigh in as ifHercules with the strength of ten menin the public eyeguilt over innocencegown and gavelin the streetspimping vigilantespimping vig..
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The images hover overhead
only fragments like pocket
lint transfer to Paper on the fringes
where ghosts live and truths begin,
strokes of the r..
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Tassels floating in the wind
Feathers and beads working
Syncing sounds and motions
Eyes on the Mother of great gifts
She, turning to warm ..
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Chairs made of wood
by a craftsman's hand,
some rock, some still,
a build of tradition,
a tradition of God's will,
I place a hand upon
suc..
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In the mist,
myth of
your phantom sails
the sun wails
upon the skin
Footprints,
weigh above
the eyes,
soft hands may hide
defeat beneath ..
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Eyes roll over,self propaganda,posts and opinions,guilty as greedfor change,sub of our parts,well, in ragefive fingersno hands to wave,we the groupies..
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