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Words
are there awash, trapped
by
strands of kelp, empty dreams
of
apologies and second chances,
whispered love songs that slap..
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These
whispers.
Are
they not
our
lives?
The
red flag
is
faded
pale.
Do
you like
it
when I
touch
you
there?
Swollen ..
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***
Thud,
the cup goes down and then
the
coffee. Grounds in the French
press
clumped
against the bottom, unreusable.
Too
..
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***
Wind
came for me.
The
world bent
in
response to power.
The
world-clock spun
too
fast. Crimson daybreak
created
a ..
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standard
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***
The
trek to find the cone
of totalitycomes
with a cost-twice before
we tried.
Twice
what we would normally payfor
a one
ni..
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***
When
two old turtles race, the race can lackdecorum.
A race between two old turtleshas
many things to replace decorum, likeimpro..
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***
Then Sir Wainwright,
as his
birthright
does
rule, his decision
is law;
sail will he the last ship
in the bay,
last..
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***
The
more I learn aboutconvertibles,the
less I know
about women.I'm
fast approaching zero-growth
My
portfolio fe..
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***
Love
takes wing,
aim
is true,
a
lonely feather falls.
The
more I learn
the
less I know.
I'm
close to..
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