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when the moon's chill comes ashorewillows bow with graceinside the confines of my yardone i was sordidly proud ofwhen time stood stillbefore friends e..
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another day in Novembersome armed some notbroken piecespuzzles of warnothing fits back into lifeafter,the induction, seduction, reductionof body,of he..
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amorous fossils
bones
of lovers
covered with soft sod
recently filled-in
graves of graphic pain
skeletons of
relationship..
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beginnings
strange flakes.
snowy conceptions
of life in storage
about to be unlocked
december wilderness
explored within
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endingsnovemberbare sticks, undressed toothpickswhat's left of the foliage of summerand then its fall,and we are cold,thermostats turned offlike the h..
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Who's Next, Identified
sidewalk surfin'
pick 'em trucklayin' them down
bike paths widened
flattened with
smoldering s..
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Unwanted Statisticssituational hittinggreat in baseball,not in relationshipsthose strikes are defectivethe "k's" damage more than skinbattered mateslo..
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inspired by Paul's "The Letters"
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a claim on belief
sift
the yellow sky
through my fingers
like gold dust,
i am the dusk of me
shadowing the moon of
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fresh stones
a
pretentious pretender
spreads the love
like soft butter,
but feels like a hard
rock inside
the daily bre..
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