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"valvoline" poems
the train whistles lull me to a dusty sleep      an ancient sleep primitive and timeless as the sage           it tastes like rain           and reads like a folk song and when the engine songs are gone the interstate strikes up it's serenade      flooding my heart valves with gasoline      and valvoline      and the smile of what i can only hope to imagine are young lovers with a fiesty case of wanderlust and a puppy in the back seat with a wagging tail "happy trails" i whisper and the stars flicker and i smile the walls let their secrets slide while they sleep      all those restless memories they keep for themselves floating around and settling in the parlor dust they trust me just enough to let me cradle them in my chest woven between my rebar ribs and my flat-tire heart      thud thud thudding as it speeds off into the distance the dogs rustle the sheets as they rise      just long enough to sigh           dance a sleepy circle and a half and put themselves back to bed i finally crawl out from inside my noisy head as the boy nestles up to my neck and traces my clavical with his humid breath and ropes me in closer to his chest      with his big bear arms his heart sings like a fire alarm stirring the brave to save me from the shadows      and chase the ghosts from my gallows           and he even lets out puppy snores in his sleep the tune that finally pirouettes me towards my dreams where the birds sing like drunken sailors in the mango groves and the rows and rows of lime trees      my heart and mind innertwined to paint me a scene i've never even seen           not with my own eyes it's so nice to think it's within me and not without me yes      for every sound, a source
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Sep 10, 2013
Sep 10, 2013 at 10:33 PM UTC
for every sound, a source.
the train whistles lull me to a dusty sleep      an ancient sleep primitive and timeless as the sage           it tastes like rain           and reads like a folk song and when the engine songs are gone the interstate strikes up it's serenade      flooding my heart valves with gasoline      and valvoline      and the smile of what i can only hope to imagine are young lovers with a fiesty case of wanderlust and a puppy in the back seat with a wagging tail "happy trails" i whisper and the stars flicker and i smile the walls let their secrets slide while they sleep      all those restless memories they keep for themselves floating around and settling in the parlor dust they trust me just enough to let me cradle them in my chest woven between my rebar ribs and my flat-tire heart      thud thud thudding as it speeds off into the distance the dogs rustle the sheets as they rise      just long enough to sigh           dance a sleepy circle and a half and put themselves back to bed i finally crawl out from inside my noisy head as the boy nestles up to my neck and traces my clavical with his humid breath and ropes me in closer to his chest      with his big bear arms his heart sings like a fire alarm stirring the brave to save me from the shadows      and chase the ghosts from my gallows           and he even lets out puppy snores in his sleep the tune that finally pirouettes me towards my dreams where the birds sing like drunken sailors in the mango groves and the rows and rows of lime trees      my heart and mind innertwined to paint me a scene i've never even seen           not with my own eyes it's so nice to think it's within me and not without me yes      for every sound, a source
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I am from grease, From Valvoline and mineral oil I am from green grass surrounded by dead trees (Heady, damp, somehow always smelling of jasmine and mint) I am from lilies, Tempered and beautiful in her rage I am from perseverance and moxie From Lyons and Rob I’m from the never cries and please no secrets From death is imminent and shrill screams of my name I’m from losing my faith to an illness, it that stole more than an ***** from me I’m from chocolate turtles and Smarties, from pixie stick dusk wafting up my nose From the ghost of my mother in the kitchen cooking, to her ghost that envelopes my soul The colors cut and healed beneath her skin that I caress carefully, The ink faded on her wrist as she succumbs to lividity My grandmother holding her picture as she weeps quietly, Her voice dichotic in my ears as I watch videos on a screen Those photos, her headstone, grounding me deeply into my grief, like a needle piercing cracked jewels into my mind
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Jan 26, 2020
Jan 26, 2020 at 6:54 PM UTC
I am From Demise
Zippy sez: “Shark repellent Bat Spray!" “Shark repellent Bat Spray!" “Shark repellent Bat Spray!" At least three times a day day Between lug-nuts and Valvoline He shows us the in between Polka-dotted yellow-red muu-muu Absurdist existentialist Shows us how to do-do.
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Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 11:17 PM UTC
YOW!
For the love of God Make yourself easily Remember Casey. Call the kid Heaven forbid He should get too racey. Sorcerers Saccharin These are fun to say again. Pixie Stix Valvoline Simplify understanding.
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Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 1:50 AM UTC
Saccharin
RaCee+RayyeeS COUCH ALLENS Jan 4 to imnetbks GodSent Speaks Observant Diversity Entries Rephrase”RaCe-Rays” Evangelical leave behind close weirdness Shame lucre pusher countless on-air living audiences Grown miracle generics in generational churches of Several hundred baptismal “Parade-Preaching” renewal Fire often HyperIllustrations proven the HyperAddict-Adds Of God….; Recycling providence subtle Sustain millions notion influences agreed soulserves service Technology…; Breakthrough stamina drilling comforts member Western Europe And- itch growing substantial environ inspired Reconcillers…’ Potential passionate praying home blueprints Sharing up…’Advance the believed networth recovery Peacebrow flurry prevails…’ The supra-additional guides message Goodness…’ Transfer dynamics weighing solemnly…’ Breastplate Hail wake up Creative-enrichPower Career…’ Eyesfeeding indepth Gospel running acres’ happened…’ Volunteering brings –Loyalty Reality^Verity*Proof ! Reaffirming#Fountains+Stalk Strength Reigns$ Etiquette breathe fiesta…’ Echo essence QuestQuestions…’ THE PUNCHNOMIUM ILLUMINATION…’PARACHUTES PATTERN OATH ASSIDUOSNESS…’ QUADRANT GOOSE-' AU TUM QUIVER ESSENCE: ARRAYING RAINBOW ZOOM INTENSE_ELEVENTH YONDER / NEXT TIE ARTHOLOGY HOGARTH GIRAFFE 'HEAD-MYTHS' REALISM LIAISON DYNAMISM'S.....'' VALVOLINE GRASPING TRUMPETER : IMAGINARY LION GAPS....''
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 6:13 AM UTC
RAVENHILLS 'GUN BRASEN