Hey guys, more poems from my untitled mouth to your untitled ears. Dig!
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you feel black crows
across your eyelids
mother
I want to fall down
the pillow
case
and land
in
bales of split
hay
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cellophane veins
blue and
beautiful
she chokes in the coat
room
and believes
so toss
the car keys into the brush and
go mad
stark
raving naked
into the suburbs
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we wore the new flesh
as we emerged
from
the department store
at two am
and watched the long cords of
red and
green
dance neon across the
Mexican plaza
the wind
caused a shiver
and
we huddled
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a woman
pronounced her name
Lola into
the tv set
and
kissed it red
so
fall over feathers
I saw a wayward tire go
boom
down the ravine after
some girl kicked it
loose
with boots
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social
ice cream faced fourteen year
old girls
in braces
and skirts
climb up the moontower
and return
to float around the neighborhood
and
marry into the
clouds
and storm
oh
storm
I need you most
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