three poems

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a bright world

says calm calm

down

and smash your brains out

with

a clarinet.

and we live on the world

of sidewalks

and

car bumpers;

we

listen to rock and

roll

and watch

daredevils soar

over open flames and

wooden houses.

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forty times to stop the universe

in the dead winter

nights

of Ohio,

forty

times to surf the sunset on the

beaches of Charleston,

forty times to kiss the clouds

under Texas skies.

--

we are pistol

and impetus.

we are a shade of smoke blown

out of villain lips.

we are an attack

on alarm clocks.

smack the damned thing, honey,

and we can hide out.

--

forty ways to forget

bebop and

sing unsung.

to

abstract, sure,

she guesses,

and tosses her firearm into the trash.

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a night journey is called for;

bring your moonpies

and your applecrisps and your

tin cup.

I can be the banjo player in the dive bar.

you

can be the gypsy dancer.

bright butterflies,

bright stars,

dark sky,

long hours.