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I offer this: |
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I've loved & been loved. |
Popping off beer top: So,
you write poetry?
I iron my red vest & speak!
Clapping my symbols.
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How does a spider pray? |
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Upside down |
| Room chatter. Granted: |
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a yarn spinner in reverse |
| stuffed mushrooms,olive tapenade, |
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four legs working, two holding
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| brie & cantaloupe, Riesling, Syrah, |
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a crystal ball, two legs arcing |
| calamari, pineapple stuffed lychee, |
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back toward sky. |
| prosciutto melon, mango coconut salad, |
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| sourdough peasant loaf. |
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A '74 VW van pulls up curb side. |
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Brown eyes listen. |
A woman's elbow juts out of a girl's |
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| I close my eyes & see them. |
frontal lobe. Hello. I open the head, |
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greet the driver. She carries black |
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bottom chocolate chip cookies & |
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a bed roll. I write a place for her. |
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| It's a funnel |
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| cloud on the |
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horizon or an |
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| open grave |
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| below |
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She sips a mojito. How long have you been |
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taking care of him? Mint flecks |
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Pantomime a drowsy cat, |
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suspended. |
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face full of bees. |
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