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Splash* (revisited)

I want to collect you in buckets– drop by drop. When they said time might fly it was because they heard it could stop. We started those rumours, proving them by storms as children jump in puddles;                they admire our … Continue reading

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The High Class

Pills fall in line on the palm of their hands. Capsules in round vogue the latest trends. Back in the vault, cheap transparent plastic from Christmas circa 2000, trap coated yellow models batting labels for release. Tension builds like the … Continue reading

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It’s just grape juice.

Hush. That wisdom is overwhelming, intolerable placid chimes. Creases will find themselves branching, splitting to your temples                     (every sunday morning). And Christ confessed, it’s just grape juice, it’s a virus’ spread; golden rimed goblets passed through hands of gospel dwellers, … Continue reading

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karmic doodoo

taken by evil eyes of isis this time, remind me of cycloptic standards of bindi voodoo– it’s mumbo-jumbo karmic doodoo… stigma or stanzas of siddhartha’s worth? holy bread ‘oms’ with cardboard girth– num num! num? buddhist nun. aummmm.. prayer the … Continue reading

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Pentothal

drip drop, coconut cough drops; it’s for productivity’s sake, otherwise you’d look away. it’s the stranger’s mistake, caught in a tube-top… don’t stop! just look away! it’s for productivity’s sake. glances, not glares, not even stares! human’s don’t do that. … Continue reading

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Silk Chardonnay

Curiosity lingers on lazily woven threads dipped in salmon and laid loosely on my skin, charring my charade for what it’s worth. I make a toast like burning sage in hopes to take my fishy smell away or their nosey … Continue reading

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pull bullets out of your wallet

to make change for the vending machine. gas station miracles place two aisles of crap, stacked snacks, a fortress for the fat dressed up like a carwash drive-thru. beer cigarettes– check, check. I’m good. you good? check please– keep your … Continue reading

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With No Pulse

Forgetting how many times forgiven and forgiving in hopes to forget some enigma by these coursing and splitting emotions within dreams; a manic-depressed cleave rendered like in two aortas. We are paired in misfortune as if beating every solemn heart … Continue reading

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FRAThespians

Maybe I should try angels because they mistake plaid for “check hers” and those chests even though geometers laugh at the cast bowing for an encore. I still don’t mind the format. Symmetry is ironic, yes, so they keep it … Continue reading

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The Price of Tea

These days are filled with magnets               and grades of viridescence that coat the fields,                  layered within transgression                                        of apprehension (the holy mecca was hid in your pocket waiting for your card to max-out). But even the most … Continue reading

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