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  Aug 19 Goats Head
E
She
Am I allowed to look at her like that?
Could it be wrong
When she's just so nice to look at?
And she smells like lemongrass and sleep
She tastes like apple juice and peach
Oh, you would find her in a Polaroid picture
And she...
Means everything to me
Oh, oh
I'd never tell
No, I'd never say a word
And oh, it aches
But it feels oddly good to hurt
And she smells like lemongrass and sleep
She tastes like apple juice and peach
Oh, you would find her in a Polaroid picture
And she...
Means everything to me
Oh-oh (ooh, ooh), ooh-oh
Oh-oh (ooh, ooh), ooh-oh
And I'll be okay
Admiring from afar
'Cause even when she's next to me
We could not be more far apart
And she tastes like birthday cake and story time and fall
But to her
I taste of nothing at all
And she smells like lemongrass and sleep
She tastes like apple juice and peach
Oh, you would find her in a Polaroid picture
And she...
Means everything to me
Yes, she means everything to me
She means everything to me
  Aug 10 Goats Head
Ryan Dement
"It must have been hard for your mother,
not having any children."
Ann Lowell.

You have to admire
these people,
so ready to love the worst in
themselves.

Remember when we were all legs,
all pomade,
all grayscale and bright,
when our joy was only getting bigger?

Yeah,
me neither

and I think I prefer
being bored
with our color.

It's a nice place to spend the afternoon though.
It's beginning to be a habit
with me.
  Aug 7 Goats Head
Nat Lipstadt
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hurricanes can’t survive where northern boys rules,
it is just a national geographic magazine truth,
everybody knows the slow frenetic taking is a compromise,
my tongue parachutes inside the dome and the soft down
comforter is on the floor in the hotel room with a view of
fifth avenue and central park and the occasional glance outside,
a landing zone for the  V-day parapoets

room service delivers in god’s love we trust.
i teach you my mastery and you laugh
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is that the best you got
and I laugh
cause we don’t got hurricanes in manhattan
unless they are man made
and the shower handle won’t turn us off

in what time zone is it am4:29
and you feed me verses like long legged spaghetti lines,
and i say too fast too fast and you say too bad too bad
northern boy
that how texas blondes shotgun size write poems

4:29am
fictitious delicious
  Aug 7 Goats Head
Ryan Dement
A man told me about a woman
who lives in the desert,
eats only locusts,
honey,
and whatever's
bad in you.

Carry her to a nearby
nexus,
under certain stars,
and she will whisper
things
that only foxes
know.

She has a website,
and all proceeds
go to the
truth.
Goats Head Aug 1
"I will show you fear in a handful of dust"
T. S. Eliot

Chaos and drifting, goals and time not even but after midnight
Pan has welcomed all the boys and girls and their nakedness
                          of song and dance

Foreshadows of dreams and dreams you cannot dream, among
bushes and shadows the gathering youth entranced by forms of
                         Hell's magic fire

The Lord of Mists PLAYED LOUD Primeval and Primal
for their **** ways of song and dance way beyond
                          the arch of God

Desiring sights scatter all around bleeding dreams, the night
where Daphne and Pan stood amidst their unexplained desire
                          the moon refined in their eyes

Still not sure what to long for: the beating heart
breaks perspective at THE GATE OF DREAMS
                         dreamscapes filled with:

joy and sorrow       heat        dissonance
dischord            and            disharmony
                         at the edge of the world
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