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  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Whitman, here is some Lithium and to Ginsberg some Ritalin - I didn't see either of you in a supermarket, but in a waiting room at the psychiatrist's office. Both browbeaten by PhDs and Theories while slouching stunned- silently scanning Time magazine- secretly etching poetry on P...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    If only you could tease the thoughts I had or spy the sites I visited in other tabs. Dreaming of Digital disconect, through the static stained world....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Why is it that: the thought of the end pinches us and in a startled stupor we check our ripeness, as if the juices joyfully squeezed would pour onto the floor at any moment. we entertain the game that we must- somehow- guard and collect them with our gourds as if each drop can not be abso...
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    The almost chewable basement air, thick with dust and humidity, envelops me as the unfinished walls teem with insulation like mounds of cotton candy. I stand, facing 50 comrades packed tight, where even the smallest movement causes one to brush against another. A solitary fan suspended from the ceil...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    paradoxically burning holes through me and your outer )inner eyes, tears spark flames through snow scorched peach fields drooping heavy to the earth singing Thumps of ever inexact science or expression, with wisps of light scattered pops growing fragments in the breeze and taking root....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    the vomited explosion of celebrityscandals weightlosstips and shockingheadlines encompasses me; all the smiling airbrushed faces staring Up at me begging to take them home. plastic-wrapped, cut-out lives unliving, prepackaged I bought three. even ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Your tumultuous (Spin Cycle) Love was The bittersweet Crunch. Of sand in Sweethoneyhamonwheat One g.r.a.n.u.l.a.r Day at the beach Or was it the Wre TCH ing Swirling Oilpaint Canvassed carousal lights One as..phyx..i..ated Night at the carnival...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Death begets beauty. as a lone shining ruby buried under forever sands- a stone: only to be Ground, and Crushed; Unbrushed, yet touched;...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Nothing. (not even water) is as good a conductor as the space between our faces before they- Connect: with a seismic impact- the distance which is enough to hold an Ocean filled with the souls of every home-sick lover that there floats; -be it only a Moment or the way Our Spirits ...

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