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An Open Letter to Jimmy PollerWe used to sit / in your bedroom / and climb onto the roof
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Apr 13, 2011
Relating LinesYou are a blind man’s poem. / I read your body in Braille, / the rhyming lines of your brow
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Apr 7, 2011
Language Is a Skin*Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is / as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip / of my words. My language trembles with desire.
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Apr 7, 2011
O My Delectable Magnificent!O my delectable magnificent! / Thou art so subtle and, in truth, divine; / Thy taste doth merely whisper peppermint
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Nov 3, 2010
The JokeIn our eighth year as friends, we reached / a little further / between sheets,
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Oct 29, 2010
Haiku #12I stand, confused, on / Searing September pavement / in Alabama.
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Sep 20, 2010
Warm Autumn Dawnsaccharine syllables float / from warm lips in / the red
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Apr 8, 2010
These Things I EnjoyBridges, / trains, / balloons, ships,
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Mar 23, 2010
Morning's Mysteries ExploredThis country sky is growing a light / Casting shadows across the fields / Like the ones across your body
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Feb 22, 2010
Highway 119The drive From my place to yours / Affords me the perfect amount of time / to wonder
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Feb 22, 2010
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