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conform, i shout
out in my sleep, when i walk to fetch the food, when i work, oh conform
inside my noggin
i tell myself over and over
blank s..
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here and nowa gifteverything comes from here and nowno past no future thebrain remembers things inside the headthe futurefollows us, in seconds, wethi..
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stems of light passing curtains
her drawing
back folds
as sometimes there is
given back
shares
of the same thing
a shadow
moves across..
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trees announced today they
will be invisible to touch news reports
find ladies and gentlemen
reaching the middle meadow
of their lives
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I lean sideways to look out at the billowing parachute,
I have gone to the fair with the yellow paint on the X-riders and the bare knuckle boxin..
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black is everywhere it sticks its tongue out it parades it covers the lawn see it it has its zipper undone it shows off its great tricks, making thing..
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the republicrats and the demicansare in washington driving their shiny cars, arguing
over whos right about what. meanwhile
they have set up a nice..
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i carried him on my back when he was one i listened to him learn to talktaught him fishingwe never arguedand iloved him always andnow he will be off t..
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my heart beating treble blood
pours in the temple
head
aches
press the fingers together to pray
anxious fears
like a vast ship and vaster se..
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