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you tell me to go ahead and live my life.
you are my life, how can i?
you are my life, how can i?
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before
a little while ago
maybe a couple of months or something
i wasn't drinking ; instead i was
waking up to you
every morning you would stretch
and your spine would move and i felt it all over
your skin stretched into the sun and
i saw it everywhere
but guess what, that shit was gold and
gold doesn't last and you didn't last.
i got boring and you got mean.
and you're less of a gypsy and more of
a woman and i know if i called you up tonight
said hey baby come home
how did we get here baby i'm crying on the
floor drinking lime pepsi
and this goddamn pepsi is flat. so why don't
you come home. just for the night.
you would say you h
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Headboard Hush
Eleven fifty-six
A madman tromps into our house
and shakes like a dog to free the snow from his hair.
With feigned stealth he mounts the stairs two and three at a time.
Down the hall at the open door he is greeted
with the sound of his maiden's relax-ed breaths.
Ah,
this daydream,
not of -day-
but of -dreams-
the sort that would conquer and ravish her harried mind.
White knuckled
and of similar countenance,
she flutes her practiced solo.
Innnn
Outttt
Innnn
Outttt
One
baritone sigh,
two overcast eyes,
and it's to the pillow with him.
He squirms, fidgets and jostles til the whole house complains aloud.
Then, in the
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Undelivered
or:
how to write to peter
i. sprinkle pixie dust on
one feather of a whisper
ii. blow a kiss to nudge
the dictations of your heart
from a fourth-story windowsill
iii. crawl (sloth-toed) onto the roof
& stretch your third eye
to watch your letter cross state lines
iv. shiver restlessly until
v. suddenly!
vi. you feel your feather of a whisper
nestle in his concave
mailbox:
the space where his left collarbone meets his neck strings
"if i were you i would want me back"
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this hit me deep