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6/10/2008

Dusty Shame

backhand the sabot
clandestine shields
send the demons
and picket the statues'
mustaches
poultry nickels
tactless salmon
tickled feet.
pills hard to swallow.
green tint silhouette.
pals love pals
sticks break on stones
unfortunate.
glazed and dry at
the same time.
same time!
a desert of
endless swim
pick a fight with a whim
dark glass beads
beats and screams...

sick is a little
gentle kid.
work so hard to
be such a big person
so small.

lights sit bright
in sight.
old as wrought iron
branded tongues
on salt lick.

Got nothing but something
an overused line to give
me what I need.

no punctuation but
a punctual nature and
a punctual entomology
retina. a donut
drenched in blackness
a coffee filled with morning
-ness

ah - a rainbow burden.
a complete oxymoron and a
left out thought. a curse!
a tear!
a meandering-line waltz!
dance like a whale on
acid!

Thunder.

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