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One Hundred Crystal Balls

Stand still– for this moment, you are blind in peacock feather eyes. You are doused in crystals, beaded in fortunes too new to be told– stand still. Stand still– for this moment, you have drained mosaic windows of their prophecies … Continue reading

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Who’s the Bitch?

                 Am I filled with helium                   or did the sticks fetch                 themselves? My head                       must be bloating                         and gloating…                                I assume       this humbled posture               has strayed me          hunchbacked as     a neutered … Continue reading

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Have you ever typed as though playing piano?

Your passions are feverish, those methods are chivalrous in their own mercenariness way. These keys are not finite. Compose — your touch is breath— rhythm; no lingering reaction. Let words tremble, it’s intention. Only then will my heart know it can dance.

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