Today is starfish crackers,
jumping off verbal cliffs,
and watching snowflakes
get stuck in their own glue.

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Is it Friday, or Tuesday?
It’s hard to tell in the Texas hell
of waltzing with the devil’s politics
while wondering if sending your
television to a watery grave
will stop you from reaching
for another shot of tequila.

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Yen or urge.
It’s funny the word
could mean money
or a strong desire
to eat a cookie.

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I’m pretty sure I’m
an attempted cubist painting.
I live in a 3d reality,
but the artist ran
out of paint to cover
my geometry.