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****** ReminderSometimes I lay in bed and try to feel my body pulsing. / I open my teeth very slightly so the blood / pushes them together in rhythmic muted clicks.
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Apr 13, 2014
Poem Title--- / This will be the smallest, most insignificant, most trivial, / And most forgettable poetic parable anyone has ever written
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Dec 10, 2013
Observations of the 4th FloorIt’s a simple, mundane day, yet busy with an absolute slew of schoolwork / I take up a table in the library, high up on the 4th floor, overlooking / The shapes below with different work in the same time and place
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Feb 11, 2013
octtobre dueDoubled back on Becks you serenade the *** and spit / A flash like love, the sternum above and puzzling the puzzle / To which ribs fit
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Oct 11, 2012
Paper poemIt's rounding three-forty in the morning / And my reason for sleep is tugging at me like / Gravity to everything
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Jun 2, 2012
FestoonsShe watered the fichus and festoons / And far away, they somewhat bloom / The leaves a breadth between, the air
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Apr 30, 2012
totally untitled, dude.We could stare out the window all day / Cradled into the socket of the mountain range / Shaped into a waiting line that never moves
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Apr 2, 2012
the other OnesI took out a pen and some paper, looseleaf, / Not worth the words I sponged onto it but it’ll do / I wrote down my feelings about everything
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Jan 17, 2012
those air people- / Dismiss my wandering eyes / They’re catching a drape, not you
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Sep 30, 2011
Martians- / I could imagine reacting to life on other worlds the way a / Tribal sponge cleaner would react to a washing machine
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Sep 28, 2011
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