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The Sudden Awkwardness of Feeling AliveIf you could be quiet / hang your beliefs by the door / sit down beside this poem
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Sep 16, 2012
because this poem insisted even if does not have anything worthwhile to say and is fumbling for it's pocketsFor words full of crumbs, / from its seams. / Here is “grace”, full of lint
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Sep 5, 2012
s t a r eʘ ʘ / It is not a predatory glare / If I stare too long
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Sep 5, 2012
quiet thingsare hardly even there / and if they are / they mostly stare
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Sep 5, 2012
want thee warrantyIf you give me a promise / however wrapped with earnest / and ribboned with bliss—
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Sep 5, 2012
r e f u g ewhen you dream tonight / of doors / find the one
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Sep 5, 2012
k i n d n e s sIf we were the kind / that does not abide battering / another
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Sep 5, 2012
A Last! A Lack!*What my words wish for / is stare right back, / and make skin
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Feb 3, 2012
Pair-a-doxThere is a little boy knocking / ‘pon the fence enclosed garden. / “Let in”, was such implore
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Feb 3, 2012
lo'What took the words / so quietly in their sleep? / More room for that
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Feb 3, 2012
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