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Pig Man
My stove top is a scalding temper; overflowing with ferocious boiled steam. My vision is clouded but I can still see egotism dripping out of his over-sized pores. Someone gave him the body of a man to...
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The Desert Is Infected pt.2
My eyes settle blue on boulders, on the desert. She doesn’t know I am here. She doesn’t know how I watch her, or how I crawl with tortoise in patient crawl or how I soar with her carnivorous vulture....
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The Children In Their Sleep
A woman wrinkles over her chair,soaked in religion, piling God’s children on gravel. They eat with her discipleswhere bread is dry, yetmilk is sweet. I stand by with clover. I paint the children green...
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Apollo
Peel my eyelids away from my face help me focus, help me see reach into my center kiss my galaxy I spin madly away from this life gnawing on dead space his fingers spread deep white laced with heaven,...
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Sleep Walk
Sleep-walk through a black body bag toe’s tagged he falls dirty like a dish rag My love, his chalk outline becomes my bed he sleeps deep inside my lungs I try to cough up his death We exhale sharply...
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One Sweet Gulp
quick bolt tight lightning grip, thigh deep in thick sand south landing mound in palm of your hand hot air tumbles over bare back, raw hide lash prints where cougars sit Black panther, I pray for a...
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Jupiter Rises
Uncharted territory! Galilean moons orbit, satisfied by discovery. Jupiter waits for your sounds, do you hear her calling? She dreams of your sleep, cracked by early morning light, pink lips opening...
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His Name
just the beginning, slithers off wet lips with charm. Mockingbirds use many tongues to sing of slick footprints stepping in, stepping out. At first blush they call, crested blue, aggressive; wild for...
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The Other Side Of Love
Darkness is the culprit that lingers behind each slice of sweet Nectarine. I am late. I’ve been here before. The other side of love. The place that dissects the tongues of former lovers and turns them...
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Come With Me
If you have ever bit the skin of an orange, lifting flesh from flesh, life from life, you can come with me. If you have ever sat at the wake of death, eye-to-eye with the giver and, or, the taker, you...
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