I got this poetry from your mama for a dollar

Here are some more poems because the posts have been lacking lately (and by lacking, I mean they aren't coming to your door and kicking your ass). Ugh! Tough poet post!

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“She gathered her

literary

fist and threw it

but I absolutely dodged

and

watched it sail off

for

the sun

,

shattering it

in two

in

two

,

and then I laughed

because

she laughed

and looked

blank”

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the low weak currents in the stream

end

up having the most chance to

change

the course of the mighty river.

away

from the homes and habitation. away from all the angry

faces

.

a car hydroplanes over

the

entire surface of black black

road. into the end

of

another mechanical beast. there is no roar.

the

water feels the skid

.

and the tears on cheeks,

tracing down sacred pathways, comes and goes

in

the faint light of midnight. the girl and her
mystery don’t discover tonight

.

the later days of heat and health dry

her completely

.

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if the power

of

the universe was

all

about autumn trees

,

then poets would

be

warriors

with

swift swords to cut

through

people’s lives

;

and if the power

of

poetry was

all about

the universe

,

everyone would be

corrupt

and

beautiful