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The moon was miles away, and yet
it appeared so near that Christmas eve
where she stood embracing the evening
atmosphere,there was a nebula ..
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I go nowhere, where the wind is strong,the sun too hot, and the moon to slow to give up eveningI go where the land is dry, the leaves arecrisp,red and..
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twilight has crept on everythingthe tree-shrubs, the houses, buildings,and the thirsty tongues of stray dogsa luminous yellow ribbon ties yourgolden b..
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and i will be strong for you,
you, who smiles only at people’s expense,
who acts rude, glorifies in words
dirty as ‘f**k&rsqu..
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his eyes nailed momentarily
the horizon and was gone to
aid his hands for a cigarette
he keeps his cigarettes from his
pocket to ..
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they used to be us
who frolicked in the dirt
and relished the sweat
on our skins, like
we used to trace and
catch the moisture
f..
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their eyes were full of
the moon eclipse, a kid’s heyday
a fractal in his small, ordinary
life
he would have gone on
chewi..
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your hands resting on the wooden
table welded several stray steel rods
into a horse, into an ironing-board
your eyes flick and jump f..
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when i woke on
the same bed, and it
suddenly rained
i was not a croaking
frog lost on a highway,
a vagrant by the ocean
no..
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so i took a piece of paper
and wrote our names
love is a big circle piece
in a marble square i know
it’s just the bric-a-brac, ..
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