Arisen

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Words

to william

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Faulkner, you fucker you came on to me with your words and your prose and the things you could seeand i’m beholden, Man and what can...

WANDERER

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tea leaves spell out my thursday blues my mother calls it restless mind.  Plastic tulips sit on my nightstand so that at least one thing is...

Stretch of the West

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Sit with legs extended, flex your feet.Breathe in to raise your arms, grow tall. Breathe outto fold your body forward, hold your...

If I Could Fight

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Dear diary,I felt something new todayafter weeks on endof nothing but fatigue;it was hatredfor the human race It’s getting...

What I saw

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I didn’t see the little boy tuck a stolen loaf of bread under his jacket as he ran with his desperate bounty,...

en el camino con angelitos

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L.A. i said isn’t that where dreams go to die where you never say hello so you don’t have to say goodbye 

Untitled

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Night watch on the ship’s prow, The stars are out in disorder Every thing ever been...

Remind me

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Darkness always births the light. There is no insanitywithout surfacing reason. Apathy can give way toconviction and action.Remind me.

No Language

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For years I’d see Tim free fall from some height while sitting still in the backwoods of his life after his wife died of alcohol poisoning...

the form of a tempest

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and sometimes it doesn’t rhyme but just seeps out like effluent washing over the cobbled streets of a town you’ve never been to and stumbling, burdened with the mannerisms of...

Another Black Floyd

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George, I don’t know how many of us are herewho share your Texas lineof long chocolate bodieswho can dance on and off...

No such thing

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Fate rides on fiery tracks as the warmth of the flame creeps from underneath the doortell...