It is 12:20 in New York a Friday
three days after Bastille day, yes
it is 1959 and I go get a shoeshine
because I will get off the 4:19 in Easthampton
at 7:15 and then go straight to dinner
and I don't know the people who will feed me
I walk up the muggy street beginning to sun
and have a hamburger and a malted and buy
an ugly NEW WORLD WRITING to see what the poets
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I
1 Our brains ache, in the merciless iced east winds that knife us ...
2 Wearied we keep awake because the night is silent ...
3 Low drooping flares confuse our memory of the salient ...
4 Worried by silence, sentries whisper, curious, nervous,
5 But nothing happens.
6 Watching, we hear the mad gusts tugging on the wire.
7 Like twitching agonies of men among its brambles.
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You're in this dream of cotton plants.
You raise a hoe, swing, and the first weeds
Fall with a sigh. You take another step,
Chop, and the sigh comes again,
Until you yourself are breathing that way
With each step, a sigh that will follow you into town.
That's hours later. The sun is a red blister
Coming up in your palm. Your back is strong,
Young, not yet the broken chair
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Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
The night above the dingle starry,
Time let me hail and climb
Golden in the heydays of his eyes,
And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns
And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves
Trail with daisies and barley
Down the rivers of the windfall light.
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Every body wants their life to be
Sunny skies and rainbows.
but they fail to realize where the
sun always shines there is no water below.
And they need a little rain to get the rainbow.
So as you travel on the road of life remember this.
There will be times that it's rough and
times that it's smooth, and sometimes you win.
Sometimes you lose.
Everybody wants their life to be a bed of roses
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she said:
language turned us into liars who lie to ourselves.
morality invented "evil" so we could feel guilty about being animals.
technology gave us tools to fix problems we wouldn’t have without tools.
so,
what can you add on top that?
i said:
you have your "lmt," i have mine.
beside, top top,
topping, and
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haiku
———-
mango
sun kissed blessed fell
tough smooth skin blade slashed, dripping ~
rip hair juicy sweet
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hiku
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PALEO PAIR
Hands rapturously slashing satori
Bang !
Light released filter down, bats brushed skin
to fly knowingly low, then water gushed
through cracks
snakes, spiders, scorpions across our toes
stones spoke in singular sound as
Sun set in whirlwinds bound
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TRUTH 1
Truth came from the purest of pure
the smell of pine between toes endure
from crystal streams where trout shimmer
like rainbow dreams
From seagulls on wing
Willows whisper then sing
Deep down Poseidon takes his
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Poem To Nefertari
Behold Queen of Priestesses !
I bow my head in your sanctuary
Of cool stone, circling your obelisk
Receiving roses and papyrus
to cover my breasts’
aching love and thorns
Glyphs pierce my skin
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