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A Claw arm. The kind short people use to get the last jar of peanut butter in the back of the top kitchen cupboard. The kind children don’t use to harass other children. And the kind the volunteers who walk the shore of Front Park use to pick up
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Massabesic. The water isn’t the same. Last year's drought’s displacement dried the shore. This year's excess makes mud, murk, and mired green. Color of smoky glass. Basement windows in early Spring. I’m not sure what’s real anymore. Such a haze; the LCD
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I’m crazy for a certain Muse. This real body corporeal. Sacrosanct, corporeal. My sense jumped At the sound of fireworks. A grand finale Here you are again. A gain for one spirit Dancer heart entrancer. So much power. My flower. Your skin petal soft Cotton Covered stomach peach fuzz
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He's beautiful, you know, Death I mean, like a wonderful father.
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What the heart wants is a slow dance; The floor is too fast. A touch too quick is friction in the brush. The pulse grinds steel against jagged steel Short shock sparks mis-labeled matchboxes For a miss-matched lit match. But the heart wants a slow dance Friction-less
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To follow a dream is to be fed by that dream
Take the simplest path with the greatest of care.
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She still holds the night under the waves a lake can make. She still keeps safe the dream of the moon. A flower, a tree, or you and me, can’t be without the dark. Too much of anything will kill you. Someone tell the sun. The moon shines back
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If I could shut off the madness of others, Think of the beauty I could say and sing Without the ding-a-ling punch of the run around Shouts from the This Isn't Righters, Whines From the That Is Wrongers. So much sacred daylight spent surmounting So many
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Dusk orange paints the silhouette yawn Of a great blue heron atop a rock the drought announced. Sailboats float the indigo under a great orange blue sky, Slide the serene by the great grey bluebird. Autumn wears an every-color shawl starved for green- envious of blue. She fires orange
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My people.
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2024.04.10