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West Dallas

These lives of simple pride

the left leaning wind

of gust that rages

parse unto the white linen

we strung on the night

the glint of mercury sour

on Arrival that view marveled

and cherished wet rinse

of soft down sweats

its gesture only

a fellow to plume the hollow speed

of orbit

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I live down the street from a planation

I feel they see

I can feel the energy of kept spirit

The writhe is wriggling

I glance at the firmanent

The inbetween I of gusting

The street a time

Where blood spewed not for their thoughts

But the concious effort to bleed the vine of its root

The last fallen blade tendriled of feet

Sundered that only land

Already buried servant

Could praise the almighty as master

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Coffee Date Nostril

throughout the -vide of ease 

the simmer swells up the roof of mouth

to begun the end a clap a grip of nature

the clause of goal the sweep of earth

the very bean that stews fragrance riching the wild

it selects gill sunken of thirst to peach the aroma 

of thieves 

;downing the swamp the reverb the lake 

of swam fine in the the topsy-turvy white

of white pulse rinsed and re-charged to nostril gasp

as creation efforts the wide soup of lodged heat

so sunken the waste exhumes the mic

to quiet wrist to rice dawn as small spills of glowing matter

the bean sipped with caramel to sky the white foam heaven 

and gulp

drink softy the fume 

as meteorizes the clink of glass & pollened tip of speak

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"Old norman"

new was today : 

the arm chair worried its recline 

thought the gust of story past 

might reclaim 

posture to stare the driveway 

of all connected means of time 

the very timbre whispers the ache 

of seen: veracos a stream of conciousness

of time withered 

in speak

to engrave 

the chair sat 

monoculed 

varying each leaf 

a reminder 

of spa thoughts

soaked a clavicle

to maintain posture 

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The poets

Were angsty: outkast on a shore bounty of truth

at their fingertips the eclipse of mind the wonder the free education

the resolve the whore of empty chase

I watched ruining in while the stain of free cofee illuminted the coal the hour tired

I could not amuse this diagphram

The easy chase

of aversion

The clueless marvel staining chairs with blood the raw diagphram of uncaught menses

So true to the land the earth caught a rag to soak the putrid man

an easy fee to sob a lobe,

a death and waitress undoing her blouse

To teeth the rest the buried hatchet of

Seperation

The law divided a mince of speech

Satchelled the veiw to rose

And space

all question

As gods plan toted to monoscale ruin

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Do i remember you?

the last time we touched we were school 

now were not were adults 

pulling the scene as armor 

I dont know you 

// only the semblence of had graced

tongued on speak the leak in our teeth 

tooled mound 

: The ground a terry of virtue, this is wrong on acre

the score had 

Im a man the virtue a womb 

all bombastic the speak 

an abortion bombed on young love

the venice a hideout for scar

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When you feel pain,,,

Arise, take the stamp of approval of removal. A Kool aid packet waiting for the drench of liquid. I smile at all, that pain is only a metaphor for life. Simply a story a phenomenon and ending so pre-tensed that the outlet is glue. It’ll stick in place. But for now it is only running with no face, no fume. Simply tearing its ear holes to hear  the direction of water.

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Poetry is a veal

a long and strong antler

Timing tip as rose

the glue a hoof

The bargain

a make believe shroud

a gun-laden dweller

They posess a fiction

of granite &

strong armed charisma

the glance a stag

worrying a

dime of light & gun powder

removes all ache

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The keep

Was ache

You were young

An avenue

You were grace 

A salmon of river red

I caught you 

In view you were tight

A I handed and 

Cleaned an ounce

To scrape your 

gills as I hammered 

And reddened pulse

To tamper 

And bleed a story

Of fairy wishes and 

Diabolical age to ransom

A sermon of youth

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Land Rush of Home (Oklahoma)

You were a pain to know

an earthquake of subtle inclusion

a loser of your own worth

When you were born

you were stamped

with market price

a rendezvous of circulation

and once you were passed

you were weighed

with outcome

your father had no land

no sheep to beigh

and there you were covered

in snow

adrift

all the other molecules apaud of dues

and sacrament

A sanctity awash

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"St. Louis in a Day"

there is a windy day

theres fridge

as room temperature

escapes dare

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A Girl

deeply in love was

waste at the

end of

the hall

there

stood

transfixed

common

In youth

In service

A vice as knife stood glint

a water cooler looked

from air as bubble marveled inverse

A drink

gargled

michief

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Tired

if she gave you 

a kiss

you would wane

you would 

strut

a mile

a worthy 

a knock

as hands 

sand door

waning light

as peephole 

tires

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Power

was sung

In

high-key

thermal wit

as compensation and horse fare

tore right

metronome stood

Hooved

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Trauma From a Workplace

You breathe as

an accident

an aquifer

recipes

a mouth

a sooth as

an ocean

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A love

It was a hope

a sewer

A tunnel

a wide-valley

mouth

and in the

sewer limelight

towel, garment

warm clothing

An owl

stood

Arched

Supposing

Us