Category: Poetry & Prose
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it never really happened
it never really happened fuckeddemonstrably, permanently, irreversibly, actuallyfucked fuck you, i’m not being bleak, this is real,yet, my empathy feels artifice, my gums flap grotesquely, i am paralyzed from the neck down,i blabber about yesterday and do nothing about today just outside, my neighbor lies bleeding, shot in the street by neo gestapofucking noise, noise,…
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our hunter in the snow
Ekphrasis/ Below knife-edged peaks smothered in snowA quaint townMarked with tavern and steeple intersectsAn ice-covered lake in the shallow river valleydotted with villagers and children who skate and play beyondA frozen mill. The stage of the foreground,A hill overlooking the village with no conceivable path downwards.On the left, atop the hill, strong-statured huntersFurnished with spears trudge through thick…
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inasmuch i am speechless
inasumch i am speechless in each beginninggravity invitesto dwell amongst the sand and starsto become like one another and pull at each of the opposites it was Abram, directed and removedat a wall in a desertwhere history had yet been provedto have been more than a lineand like gravity, Abram now Abrahamforsaken to climb once…
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i, who MADE THE MOUNTAIN
i, who MADETHE MOUNTAIN bleeding into lakesGod, a prairie makesfertile flushrivers gushand soon a mountain risesbleeding into lakes
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the curtain
THE CURTAIN illusion, please comfort me,satisfy everything,i can live peacefullyif you curtain the windowthat i had flung carelesslyon the day i was surethat i had seen everythingplainly in front of meheaven and hell were dividedunevenly but there i saw certaintystanding across the streetcrossing was heresy‘if only’, i told myself,‘i hadn’t seen anything.the curtain i’d drawnwere…
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LA
1/3 flick another cigarette out of your windowlike an ornamentthe city, a prince,detests and pretends and sighs/this is what i am now isn’t it/ 2/3 god, this is what i am now isn’t ita boulevardier,just another star in the sky,i, this great city, am a cactus planted in the median of an interstate 3/3 LA,…
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CHRIST / brother
CHRIST / Christmas Songs b r o t h e r in your new shoesyoupractice singing songsat the piano benchshe was with youtooin her new shoesand she sang along Father, my dearhearblessings in a songas they call your namebeckoning you nearherekeep them in your arms and as i write a poemi hear you singi hear…
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CHRIST / rest in my arms
CHRIST / Christmas Songs r e s t i n m y a r m s when the mood’s been set and your eyesslowly drift toward rest besidea candle flicks for a whileand it says,you’re a masterpiece blessings ………. no. 1rest in my arms ………. no, 2brother ………. no. 3
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