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 Apr 2018 Antonyme
Cana
Tacos, pulled pork and quesadillas
Garish and gaudy being the clarion call
for the food truck battalion
An armoury of captivating aromas
Savoury propaganda mastered.
The war is won.
A shorty for a Tuesday evening. I’m so stuffed.
 Apr 2018 Antonyme
camps
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i want to buy these mice a home so
that their presence helps keep the table clear
i think i’ll place it in the gap between the door and the floor
in the hopes of keeping the noise out and
of having at least one of us feel
a sense of being welcome

the paper bags in my hands wouldn’t feel
heavy if they knew where they were going maybe
and hitting my head against the bed again doesn’t stop me from
showing off the letters on my chest although
i’ve been known to miss the mark

if there's a spark in her eyes it’s 'cause she stole the light from mine
but i like the cold because it makes me feel alive

my favorite part comes around
when the two trains meet and for a second
i can catch a glimpse of everyone’s place in the world
before we’re whisked away to
our respective loneliness

or maybe it’s where the streets
run narrow like those in the places where
connection, if anything, tastes a bit more genuine
it's quite polarizing but this time i’ll seek
comfort in the grey of it until it
all comes rushing back

they say home is where the heart is so this probably still isn’t it
but it will do for now

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[new york city] | [definition of home] | [pursuit of cold]
 Apr 2018 Antonyme
Dazed Dreaming
He says,
"Do you love me?"
I tell him...
"Only partly, I only love my bed and my momma, I'm sorry.
I even got it tatted on me.
Darling, I miss you
Like the sun yearns for the moon
When she burns brightest
Haiku no.1, the stars light my love
I'll make the oceans sing
Your name and kiss the
Ivory sands with love
Not yet bittered by
The salt that runs
Deep in the weeping
Blue beauty
That rumbles under
My striking thunder
Curiosity filled them all
Who led the cat out of the bag after all ......

Breaking through the museum
On an unearthly hour
Seeking
The unknown thrill

The Mammoths
Godzilla
And the Saber Tigers
Roam rampant
Up and down the
Alley and the grills

Watch out ,
The tarantula on the wall
It's Kicking alive ,
Yet still ....
Partly inspired by ' Night at the Museum'
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