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Feb 2014
can 2000 EM26 come a little closer tonight?

because the next time the quicksand leaves the pyramids

it’s lightning in the brain for me

forgotten names, confusion, white clothes, sipping tea

the lightning would ****** the sand into glass

reflective and clean, a coo of lithium’s past

and, in the cracked hands of rusty fishermen,

dead, caked salt and an empty fountain pen

i can only laugh at my heart now

an eager bubbling mess, like red and black watercolors handled by children

staining walls and faces

too “something” for this world
whatever
ignore this
Nicholas Davis
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Nicholas Davis  Louisville, KY
(Louisville, KY)   
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