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Carl Hoek
Poems
Dec 2015
spine my figure eights
colors we saw when we were kids are gone now
there was vitrified rock
a volcano maybe
even an unidentified blast
he ran at me like a terrified dog
i tried to help my son
but by the time we got to the hospital
he was already gone
why this desert?
why are there no insects?
human records exist
they always die trying to escape
in the geographic pattern
animal occurances
time dialted beauty
what or where is my eraticism
petrol, eayon, venus , mars , off kilter
steady magnetic stream
my compass stables
pulse
pulse
we
all get magnet affected
please message me im desperate
Written by
Carl Hoek
new york city
(new york city)
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