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[571] ok so i had this dream
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I think I’ll never be satisfied with moneybut it’s okayI’ve made my peace with it, mostlyI’m a perpetual unravelling of imagesfrom somewhere that passes for yesterdayI climbed a building made of goldits walls were cash, its stairs were silver singingI reached the top and found firecrackersthey burst with the sound of laughter ringingas the ground…
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[570] A Report to My Colony
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Like millions before him this one arrives at 3am, drawnas they always are, to the hum and the cold lightI watch from behind the refrigerator The way I have watched everything the meteor, the dinosaurs, his Monday morningsHe opens the door and the light catches his eyes which contains the feeling of guilt before it…
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[569] Western Disturbances
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The mountain he left was greenEyes closed, he stills into the nightDissolving into earth, unseenHe connects to the light insideThe world he left, flowers mid-blooma sparrow mid-song, a leaf mid-fallHe felt it in the earth’s wombThe world rewriting its own lawsA cold breath rises on the summitBut his soul was out of his bodyThe temperature…
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[568] Hands that Juggle are the Hands that Feed
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When all the balls are up in the airthat is when the juggler chef feels freeHe knows each arc will landwhere the recipe intended,the kitchen and the act, one motionThe first ball in the air is customer satisfactionTime slows as the customer relishesa mouthful of spice he cannot stop eating. Joy.The juggler chef sees without…
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[567] The Art of Innocent Looking
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Adults trickled into the home They wave at me as my eyesdart through the last pages of the newspapershouting, “ball” at every round thing my pupils catchOne of them rolls a plastic ball at the ‘kid’ Everyone smiles, and I do too, and then I roll it back, because a broken thing is still broken no matter how…
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[566] Long Distance Tanka
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Six hours and a plane I enter a foreign land Eyes dance, faceless crowd(until) She arrests me in her eyesI walk in a homeward land — First of all, I am so grateful for yesterday’s poem being selected by the NaPoWriMo website. You can read it by clicking here — NaPoWriMo prompt day 2 –…
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[565] Pilgrimage on The River
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The anger of the riverfront teeming with salesmensubsided in the rocking of the boatHere, salesmen were counting moneyHere, passengers were getting their money’s worthHere, I wanted a connection with the OneDidn’t everyone want that in their own way?For them, God expressed itself throughthe money for their next mealthe ritual of circling the God’s islandFor me,…
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[564] The Will To Not Inherit
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Bathed deep in fever dreams, he held a frameThat claimed to hold the whole of sun and sky.It alchemised a clock to travel back through shame,To mend what broke the first and only time.His thoughts, too frail to shoulder mortal strain,Were pressed beneath the wrath of distant gods.Anger once drove him out of his homeLove…
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[563] The Stranger Who Wore My Face
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I fed the fireplace until it learned my nameand what was left called itself freeI searched for truth in every conversationbut found only the weight of my own listeningmy ears rang with every falsity I’d hearduntil silence became the only tongue I trustedbut even silence has an expiry dateand solitude began knocking from withinI opened…
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[562] Cry Me Rivers from Another Galaxy
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Cry me riversstill waiting to be mapped in another galaxy.My emotions rehearse themselveson a worldly stage of false fallaciesWords drift in the ether, circling, circlingall of them unfinished,all of them searching.Suppressed stories of the childfind its way on the pages of timeThe myths of humankindrepeat in the salt of our tearsThe lost, the unnamed,their pain…
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