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DisneyA woman with **** written on her navel / Smokes a cigar and raps on the rim of her helmet / With fat silver rings she wears on her fingers

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StillbornA young man sits in a room too small, / Wearing shirts too tight and writing poems too weak, / The passage of time marked by the arrival of fire to yellow filters,

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ScarecrowWe are all nailed to posts in the fields of our lives / And some of us sway back and forth in the wind / Like the chimes grandmother made from old knives

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The MatadorThe old man is made of the hearts of dead spiders from the woodshed / I am my father’s matador / A small spark against a great fire

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AnathemaI hang my failures / Like ***** sneakers from / An old oak tree

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LeashesThis city is haunted / And the dead roll snowmen by streetlight / Holding their translucent hands over the bulbs

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Apples to ApplesA black man in Florida was forced to take a knife to his genitals / And eat them. / A rope was fashioned around his neck

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The GiftThere is a purple vase of golden flowers on the kitchen table / Its waxy surface gleaning in the morning sun / Through the white and rustling blinds

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PalsSometimes I wonder / If I wrote the laws of the universe by mistake / In my dreams as a child.

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Toy SoldiersToy soldiers drip from my brother’s fingers while he sleeps, / We carry memories under our fingernails like courtiers to the dead, / But we’ll all wear that plumage on our shoulders like lions

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