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2/28

I have to put an anchor Into my new Food source I hope you are listening when I say that I am toothpaste I go into the air and I come out of the air With a bag of lemons

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2/27

Two things: First, all of the omens seem to be about blood type lately. A red moth lands on a red flower on a green hill And pulls out America, among other things. Second, nobody talks about the thin gauzy sheet of fabric That hangs over us all the time and that we all carry around. I am drifting Into the ocean. There is no one else In this boat. You told me that elephants are your favorite animal, So I am trying very hard to be the largest living thing on the surface of the earth, But there is maybe a tiny hole in the balloon skin of me.

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2/26

When you blow bubbles with your gum there are people in there And they are brief and terrified. The taste of citrus has been creeping through my body From the bottom up as I Age. I am scared that I am reverting Back to whatever I was in the Mesozoic age. I am scared that the soap you are using to wash your car is too acidic. There is this thing called television And it is when you are talking to a person And they can see the strings that attach all atoms to one another And they pull you apart and reshape you Into a tiny cardboard packet Of chewing gum

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2/25 - These Are Real Events

I am bathing in thunder and There is no thunder to bathe in and There is thunder everywhere and everyone Is bathing in thunder. I take the ego and put it next to A salt shaker on a very high shelf and I blow down trees I even blow down oceans and I Even blow down a house made out of bricks and I don’t know where you are. In a past life, I am gathering grain and in a future life I am even gathering grain but in this life I only Knock trees onto houses. If I turn into a ghost, this life will last forever. The game is don’t turn into a ghost and I am losing the game and you Are bathing in thunder far away

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2/24

You are familiar with the intense sadness of rolling chairs; In the summer you go to a hill and watch The wind move the ocean You are so incredibly still that grass Surrounds you and a family of foxes Builds a home inside your breath You live forever and your fingers stretch farther across the earth Than any other human’s. You name your first child lizardboy. In the fall, you are in an empty warehouse, Rolling back and forth across the linoleum In utter silence

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2/23 - A Sea Anemone Sends a Letter Home

Just a brief note that I am No longer attached to any sort of rock or Coral reef and that I expect To be devoured by something bigger than me very soon. The fundamental difference between how others see me and how I see myself? I hope you are doing well. Please tell Astrid that I love her.

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2/22

This is what it is like in the river; You are a tin roof in Kansas and it is tornado season And you are ready to go explore the world Of high end sushi Paralyzed now by some snake that I have cultivated carefully for months inside my own arms, I wait for a vial of melted silver from the west To swallow and defeat Myself and my lithe electric foe, Forever and ever Amen

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2/21

I want to be real here for a sec because I am Expanding and dying and just generally Having a strange afternoon so here we go: Out in the universe floating away infinitely there is a tiny metal pod With a handful of photographs of people living their lives. Wow. The Earth is so small and sad I want to go outside now and sit cross-legged on a hill My red lines Are not connected to anything in the world And it is snowing

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2/20

We open on a house in the middle of a flood A man leaves the house and merges with the water A bird carries the house away I am very far away from any intelligible map and My blind ramblings are sending me Towards a charred tree In the middle of a stark mountain landscape

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2/19 - Yuri Gagarin's Death Scene

I knew what I was there for; The desert has a certain type of ventriloquism It practices with lizards and tiny Rats and the desert opens my mouth And lays a single egg on my tongue The Kentucky Derby is drawing to a close now And I am a full-fledged monster I beat my wings against the dusty Kansas sky And swallow train cars I can picture your body in a Russian hospital And I can picture your body in space Circling the earth in a steel vulture Eyes turned towards the void I can even picture your body Going into the ocean

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2/18 - HGTV Poem 2

This is every homeowner’s nightmare: Open on rowboat in open ocean, storm Wild youths howling and laughing Eyes blinking in the deep rocks crumbling Glass shattering outwards as if protesting the terrible din Flash of sky illuminates swirling confusion of sand and bees Childhood pet drowns in the distance bird Lands on tree in distance Squawks; You are alone and it is getting colder And colder do you feel your hands Leaving your body? We found termites in the basement and This is going to put us way behind on renovations.

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2/17 - HGTV Poem 1

HGTV POEM 1 The third house is a Tudor style ranch by which we mean a vase With no water that no light can ever escape from perched on a pillar of ice in the Himalayas The vase is carried upwards By the wind The wind is a song built of dead flowers The renovation budget Was less than we expected and now The vase is a mysterious egg above China And there is mildew everywhere.

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2/16

Say: Rain makes the river heavy. We have found a lead animal and Covered it in Christmas lights and we need you To be the helium In the colorful balloons of us Now the mesosphere Wow Now the immense gravity of the sun. Wow the ice Salmon towards the ocean The sky sells the river thunder Rain hits the river And the river sinks in the river

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2/15

Fresh electric days of infinite light I swim in you I swim in dark lakes I swim in clear water in the distance. Most importantly, I have separated myself from a large tree. I am being turned into an important component of a clock in the middle ages. I climb up to the roof and yell something incoherent about society.

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2/14

Running across the tundra and now We cut to a man in a chair Behind a desk In a building with no walls floors or potted plants There is nothing to stand on And now lightning strikes the tundra And the tundra arises! Experience the excitement and dread Coming soon to an underwhelming swamp near you.

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2/13

I love watching you breathe and there areMountains living inside youYou bring airInto the worldEventually I am skiingAnd I am lost in the forest and the cold air isFilled with twigs and hairEventually, you become more thanYouYou walk into a building And it dancesAnd all of the iceComes together in the skyAnd forms a life giving comet

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2/11

I consider a snake. That is to say, I travel along a snake Towards a massive pit in the earth Where I hope all will become clear Today someone enclosed everything in grey jello And as the sun reached its precipice I navigated a bend in a snake In my great ship In the end, I will be swallowed by a snake And a snake will remember me Even though nobody will remember the snake

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