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"squinch" poems
Fluorescent drib drab cut out flip flop flip flop Think 'til ya can't stop but it's just too bright in here It's just look around look around from inside those tinted windows Those glasses framed with and without conformity Because who needs the every day cut and dry fantasy of the just gotta get by to get by Get high and stay low fly south to stay warm spinning wheels squeek and pinch squinch ear drum skins like a fire that's too hot for the hide and snap! Take it back to your earliest childhood memory and smell the flowers in the backyard. It sounds a little like drizzle drizzle water from the fluffy fluffy clouds but - Don't you ignore me, you little punk! Move along, move along, get in the car And drive - We're gone and never coming back Step forward step forward n' step back - Look around, listen... See if you can hear the trees glisten Listen for the motion of the ocean and You've been here before but it's much different because you've stepped forward and stepped forward before so be forward Be a becoming Become and come back to Me come back to where it all starts More words or less words Either forward or just lack the words Even with none, the essence is in your eyes It's in the tingling of the muscles in your smile as you speak and as you don't It's in the electric branches that crackle up through the soles of your feet when you stand still in happy soil happy soil
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 3:38 PM UTC
standstill happy soil
. *Snow presses with a sorrowful squinch, And white falls as the sudden snow falls, We make our rounds in the growing dark, Walking long the frosty eves with my love.*
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Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 10:48 AM UTC
Rituals
Baby you don’t have to cook or clean just sing for me and I will love you
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Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 9:52 PM UTC
To Musician From Artist. (A letter to Squinch Owl)
. *Snow presses with a sorrowful squinch, And white falls as the sudden snow falls, We make our rounds in the growing dark, Walking long the frosty eves with my love.*
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Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 4:43 PM UTC
Rituals
I squinch my nose up as the smell of **** plumes out of the truck my cousin hopped out of Sitting in the back of her car, nauseous because of the smell and half car sick We sit at a table half eating lunch, half staring at the walls, only small talk Once best friends able to spend weeks on end together, we've grown apart Her interests in drugs and boys and things that trigger these rain clouds of thought push me away I speed to Nana's, desperate for the familiar ***** warm feeling My grown cousins greet me with empty hugs and greetings and the gap gets wider I watch as their children run and scream and play and I am swept back to my own childhood The old joy filled bike races and ***** games of hide and seek ripple faintly I realize that I'm all grown up, that nothing I can do will transform me into the toddlers I watch playing in the yard The feeling leaves me hollow inside, devoid of the wonder of childhood and struggling to fill the peculiarly shaped hole growing up has gouged into me The further I go the wiser I get, and the more unhappy I become I'm left confused as to how magical this place, these people were when I was so young And how dull, and futile it's all now become with age.
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Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 8:30 PM UTC
All Grown Up
. Snow presses with a sorrowful squinch, And white falls as the sudden snow falls, We make our rounds in the growing dark, Walking long the frosty eves with my love.
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 7:45 PM UTC
Rituals
I squinch my eyes up toward the sky and fill my lungs, let go a sigh and as I rejoice in sun and sea and sparkling stars and you and me my heart grows so big it floats out of my chest above the trees and the birds in their nests up it floats, higher and higher above chimneys and smokestacks and cathedral spires it grows like the dickens and tickles frisky kittens and makes salmon shimmer and candlelight glimmer as it reaches back to earth with a great big hug for every creature, plant and bug uniting all in love’s pull snug.
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Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 5:53 PM UTC
How I hunt butterflies