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1/8/10 - 3Are my wavering watery / tired two in the morning / eyes
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May 2, 2010
A Musician's EnlightenmentOn nights like this one / he’s shouted at the empty sky / His good ear has looked upward
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Sep 17, 2011
Gripping AirLet me gather my balloons / (I have ten) / I've been saving them for today
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May 2, 2010
It leaves like youThey’re here again. / That auburn that gold / the occasional surprise burst
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Sep 17, 2011
l'hypnagogiqueBefore my eyes / (an african woman rising from the ground / crying streams of sand infinite her wailing sound pierces
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Sep 17, 2011
Listening to Neutral Milk Hotel, I pleadHow does the sound of a saw / slither so sweetly / from bow through wire to bone
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May 2, 2010
Onethousand droplets hang / from the tip of each bare branch / of the ginkgo tree.
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Sep 17, 2011
Poems in response to Frank O’Hara’s “Poem”, 1956**Reading “Poem” While Waiting for her in Peet’s Coffee** / Lukewarm coffee with nothing special / in it, and my brain buzzing
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Sep 17, 2011
Polaroid FilmI. / Buy the film / and let it sit.
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Jul 14, 2010
Practicing BassI scrub down the entrails / cast now in wire / forcing fast horsehair to form
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May 2, 2010
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