love feels like dying

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heart full
of tears
too full
to let the
blood in
I breathe
through my
amphibian skin
only to drown
in the ocean
of my own body
and soul

misunderstood
hurtful words
spread like
word cancer
line by line
like pretty
colored lights
on our Christmas trees

heart full
of tears
soul full
of fears

why does
love feel
like dying

 

 

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the firecracker explody

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it was the firecracker explody

The Snake Pope: Do firecrackers usually pop when put in water

Me: This one does when she gets wet

 

my mind throttled

was wound tighter

by the hour

even her shadow

was star spangled

in the warrior night

she wore many smiles

now these things

are plain to see

her skirt was way

too tight that day

in her smile was

a spark she used

to light the hour

 

don’t mind if I do bar-b-q

I like salmon

If she were a fish

I’d wrap her in shiny foil

and slap her on the grill

but she’s not a fish so I just going to let her

lay there naked

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All Roads Lead to Nowhere

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I steer you break

I veer you make

meaningless adjustments

riding down the road

to nowhere

 

your map’s no good

collapse enjoy the ride you should

forget your meaningless directions

on our one way trip

to nowhere

 

I speed at night

with the lights turned off and

my eyes closed tight because all

roads lead equally

to nowhere

slowly down the road

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the autumn
breeze kicks a
few leaves red,
orange, and brown
cans that tumble
with no sound
slowly down the road

I drive by
barren corn
fields lined with
scarecrows who
wink and smile with
no sound as
silently they know

I stopped caring
when I started
caring

the autumn
breeze kicks me
like a leaf
or a can
silently I
tumble down
slowly down the road

I stopped caring
when I started
caring

I tumble slowly
down the road

Corpus Christi

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What’s your name girl?
She: Corpus Christi
Written in the bible that I hold
between my knees.

when she holds my revolver
she likes to know that it’s loaded
she spins the chamber
Russian Roulette style
and it just keeps spinning

run the flag up the flagpole
I’ll salute ya
her favorite casual reading
the Kama Sutra

crazy girl
you amaze me girl
I get my hopes up
and then I open up

my hopes
are dashed
like light
on waves
at sea

I’d rather feel pain
with you than feel nothing

 

All My Friends are Ghosts

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Though it’s hard to choose one

I’ll tell about my favorite place in Italy

Venice. For this reason…

It’s a city of stone and masonry built upon

a million tree trunks pile driven into the lagoon

It doesn’t even make sense that such city exists.

Which makes being there…magical.

You can place an idea like a kitten

in a cardboard box and hope

it shows up on Christmas morning

but even if you’re lucky you get it right once a year.

You can see tomorrow coming

It’s in your rear view mirror

How did that happen?

One day you want something

And then it’s already behind you

Life’s magic the magician’s

white gloved hands distracts us

to perform the trick

one thing I have observed

is that with every passing day

all of us are dying

but very few are living

Life is short

Which makes being here…magical.

All my friends are ghosts.

Tell all the Animals in the Zoo

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harvest
the harvest moon
put it in a sack
maybe Santa will
leave it under
your Christmas tree
next time he
comes to town
from the North Pole
to the South Pole
grab the World
stop the spin
turn it around
in my front yard
not in my backyard
in my house
not in my house
your house gets
in my way
I’ll burn it down
tell all the animals
in the zoo
their lives are
worth living
their incarceration
is voluntary
like the coal mine
and the canary
if you find
life hard to take
try giving