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Spilt Needles
I've earned myself an impossible crime. Had to paint myself a hole and fall inside. If it's far enough in sight and rhyme. I get to wear another dress and count in time.
Sphagnum Esplanade
How lovely a find. That's entered my mind. Along this mossy trail. How coyly it hides. The truth about how it is. We can't ask how. . Crowds jump to their death.
So Now What
I had this crazy idea. Somehow we're close to the end. Change lives in every direction. Guess we'll just begin again. . Oh girl, it's been a while. Since we met, out there in the cold.
So Says I
An address to the golden door. I was strumming on a stone again. Pulling from the pimps of gore. When hatched a tragic opera in my mind. . And it told of a new design.
Sleeping Lessons
Go without 'til the need seeps in. You low animal, collect your novel petals for the stem. And glow, glow, melt and flow, eviscerate your fragile frame.
September
Into this strange elastic world. Pontus kindly gave up a pearl. Of his eternal stone and mud. Ain't she lovely bone and blood. . Born of the sea. A thousand miles away from me.
Simple Song
Well, this is just a simple song. To say what you done. I told you about all those fears. And away they did run.. You sure must be strong. And you feel like an ocean being warmed by the sun..
Sea Legs
Of all the churning random hearts under the sun. Eventually fading into night. These two are opening now. As we lie I touch you under fuller light. . Girl, if you're a seascape, I'm a listing boat.
Red Rabbits
Hurled to the center of the earth again. The place where it's hot, love. You know, it hurts to breathe in. And the watershed you balance on is begging it.
Saint Simon
After all these implements and texts designed by intellects. So vexed to find evidently there's still so much that hides. And though the saints dub us divine in ancient fading lines.
Pressed In A Book
Doted on like seeds planted in rows. The untied shoelaces of your life. Nutured all year then presssed in a book. Or displayed in bad taste at the table.
Port Of Morrow
Through the rain. and all the clatter,. under the Freemont bridge,. I saw a pigeon fly,. fly in fear. from a raptor. come to take its life.. . Does it closed.
Plenty Is Never Enough
Come up with me, love. We'll disappear in the evening light. Come up with me, love,. Into a world that's sparkly bright. That's the way it's for me, love.
Pink Bullets
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole. You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold. Oh what a contrast you were. To the brutes in the halls.
Phantom Limb
Foals in winter coats,. White girls of the North,. File past one, five and one,. They are the fabled lambs,. Of Sunday ham,. The E.H.S. norm.. . And they can float above the grass,.
Pam Berry
This lass,. Some fifteen odd years,. Is widely known,. To have spat,. In her teacher's eye,. And will not take it back,. For now I see,. How after all the cracks,.
One By One All Day
"Howdy, Lem", my grandpa said with his eyes closed. Wiping the eastbound dust from his sunburned brow. A life before doubt.. . I smell the engine grease and mint the wind is blending.
No Way Down
He's the son of a government man. And a pillar of salt. I was born with blood on my hands. And have all the signs of a bleeding heart. . Living high on a giant hawk.
New Slang
Gold teeth and a curse for this town. Were all in my mouth. Only, I don't know how. They got out, dear. Turn me back into the pet. I was when we met. I was happier then with no mind-set.
New Slag
Gold teeth and a curse for this town. Were all in my mouth. Only, I don't know how. They got out, dear. Turn me back into the pet. I was when we met. I was happier then with no mind-set.
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