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Haiku's on GreedGreed is a fencepost, / her thighs are laced with barbwire / towering so tall.

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We Met Once (Barefooted and Baresouled)My words now float / up / to space

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Book of Purple, Blood, and Sand (Sample 2)The door of a fifth wheel trailer clanged open from across the street, and a man that looked a few years older than me with a shaved head and clumsy stature ambled out of the trailer. He left the door wide open, and on the small concrete patio next to the trailer took a hit off of a pipe filled with **** He exhaled a few moments later, and let the *** smoke join the cotton tree seeds in the afternoon air. I watched all of this with moderate disinterest, and then plunged back into Buk’s evocations of the old gods as the man plunged back into the trailer. He left the door open. / More activity quickly followed, however, and I scarcely made it through another poem before the noise arrived at my spot. Apparently the man had begun to act reckless, and an elderly lady began chastising him about his behavior. / “Shawn, knock it off! You’re going to break something,” the woman intoned. It was almost a whine really, and at the sound of her voice I was almost tempted to go assist Shawn in breaking some of her things. Shawn replied with odd laughter, and a crash could be heard from inside the trailer. He then stumbled outside, and started behaving like a four year old boy would. He picked up a few things that lay scattered about the trailer, and then immediately lost interest in them and threw them back down with reckless abandon.

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Balancing ActYou walk a tightrope between / a photograph and my mind; / with careful steps i create you,

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PossessedI am possesed by rain and spiders / clinging to the limbs of trees / as they sway like the arms

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Time (Space) and Self(For one) / I don't want / (to know more of)

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(Sterbliche) DifferencesTo make a list does not / (Zwei Füße fühlen kein Grund,) / require me to engage in

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Bring it, BukSo Chinaski took down Hem, / eh Buk? / I could take your cardboard mask

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FollowedYou ever get the sense / like someone is constantly / riding your ***

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Asleep at the WheelShe falls asleep / in the driver's seat / of her car as

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