Tag Archives: poems for Shawna

{ nevermind }

some times hands. ………………………always       ……………………………………. heart.   ..

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the inevitability of the funny (farm)

  is it absurd to stretch a w           o           r             d so far across the page, it kerns itself silly? is it willy nilly (piccadilly stage) to paint your … Continue reading

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remember poison

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(h)eave of sighs

. see that place where the (r)oof meets the sky? shall i save a place for us there, within the swallow’s song? how long have we wandered? is it time to crave home?   .    

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Shack Attack

(for Shawna)  .. Watch out, the hoes have got it in spades, shoveling all this (b)itter (s)trange soup, stooping to re -bury their own bones. We’re fin -ally figuring out how to (b)rake up the chaff, collect the scattered (s)hells … Continue reading

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dimensional

… She’s de -termined to do some thing …..{that matters} today, de -spite all this intricate sting. see, here ’s the thing: the truth is in the …….de …………-tales.     … Inspired by Shawna, who asked me for a … Continue reading

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k e r n i n g, again

… if we rip out all the keys (oh, yes please) and tease our s(k)in with words not yet known, disturb them from their quiet black thrones and throw them to the breeze… would they re -assemble, dance or s … Continue reading

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maple syrup festivals

… the morning pools in on too-sweet amber feet, and i am bic -ker(n)ing with the sun again. stamp me out in caramel-coated ink, some sacred link to a sky unspun. my morning self knows map -led songs, leaves sticky … Continue reading

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Never Seen the Sky

… Have you? This place and I are unfamiliar friends. This grace and I are wrestling to the end. My heart’s un -done, tumbled by these gathered storms, colliding stars. Come. What may I say to make you want ………….to … Continue reading

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electroclash eyelash

(and other controversial elastica)   . we’re in the business …………(busy-ness) of a cappella cookbooks, paper planes, raw and difficult reggae math (and gee, ain’t this scholar ………..-ship a trip?) our initial application was rejected, but fear not, we’re ten … Continue reading

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