poetry in the aisles

Hey guys, it's been a while since I've posted some poems, so here are some of my latest. Hope you like, jump a dike, take a hike, or ride a bike (no, that's not one of my new poems, but it should be!).

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broken teeth

of the homeless in the bucket

beyond the highrise

she shoots down

the sheets

with checkered pattern

because

oh

because

it is the end of all things to be thinking

of slim

shaken vagabonds with

the drink

and the shake

and

the wistfulness of ancient

sixteen

year olds hitching

across the

desert

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the night is young

we

open our doorways

of screws and hooks

and

latch down the key

carpet

I jumped twenty stories

to

find newspaper and

rice leaves

and

ancient dogs bursting tongues on

fire hydrants

oh city of savants

come cripple the elderly couple

as they sit in

the park

and

toss paper clippings of city mayors

to pigeons in popcorn

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streams steady

river

blue

in love she cries

all

her life for

the wicker

trees to be wicked in evening

and

graceful

by

dawn

she is the caterpillar on

the window

you as a child shriek and

smash the shade

atop

the supple green