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My Favorite Junkyard
A collaboration with Kim van Breda - honored Kim I've tossed some dreams into corners where they sit rusting - dissected spare thoughts for a restomod old body smartly attired with polished imperfections swum life's streams through currents undulating promises the color of sandstone desert miles, turreted rhododendrons, watered slips off the extreme thrown mortified moments over the fence where sophistication hid ,then disguised what still is numerous rooms, dust gilded mirrors flaking walls and trunk decadence, borderline decaying memories of dazed indifference garnering no hitters pitched on dream fields where egos never bled and superman never died; pink tutu skirts wrapped in the dust of past bright alighted reminiscence suspended in stage fright pirates that held back on black eye patches, standing up against their sick bullying; tightfisted, shaken clenched teeth hidden, beneath awkward smiles the nights wore down my introspectiveness while quicksand roses reluctantly blushed...still this virtual room will hold all that my conscience will forgive, casting away offending lies diffusing damaged junk yard favorites
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Book: Shattered Sighs