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I don’t remember what stars look like Are they fashioned of bulbs and filaments? Do they glow like lime Lighting a man holding a skull?..

There is something magical about things of sensationally ordinary quality, an enchanting mediocrity that, in it’s irony, stirs the imaginatio..

Lord knows there’s fire in the blues Let there be smoke and tunes And it was good He made man’s heart to keep a beat Fingers to ta..

Build a ship Of ivory And buy America For beads made of trails of tears And drag a wagon into a canyon Full of flowing water under the bridge ..

All I want is falling asleep before I forget who I am All I want is a dog’s smile on my face All I want is a little less mortal toil All ..

And with tension drawn like a string Mounting Waiting With days shot dead on sight We wade through fluid black fabric till alphabetized algorith..

Fisherman smiles like scaling a fish White waves crash like losing a ship Slick cliffs loom like starting to slip Houses stacked carelessly b..

Summer grave morning Living dead noontime day dreams I’m roused only to sleep In deep warm sunshine curtains Never knowing if I’m ..

Wondering whether there’s something other Than falling face first into pools Falling face first for you Perhaps a poets purpose is to love ..

Slanting rain like impressionist brushes Roadside trees bristle like worried cats Something for miles is nothing in time Radio static No statio..