Best Futon Poems

Similar sounds and letter alliteration are literally leaping and precipitously punctuating the 
perforated pages of my mired, muddled mind.. 
     Making...

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For Matt Caliri's contest-that's not my elephant.

"That's not my elephant, Ella"
You have to sell this junk by yourself.
The faster the better.
I have the second graders...

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30.

For to say I see beyond your face
To a soul on fire is but a trace
To how deep we interlace
Entwined bodies golden grace

We began our...

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He cast a crouton on the water
Watched it sog upon the swell
What came back was lava bread
And Chelsea buns as well

She threw in an expensive...

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oh gee he is a bundle
of dog as i have the same brindle coat
on a mantel they remind me what it took
of my life to...

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Teeth freed late of jaw
Catch feign vulture caw
Keep time with thumb gum massage.
Three jiggers to rinse
Fire stick of incense
Lifted induced camouflage.

Shirt off shorts glued on
Vision...

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Am never paving way ever again to tears,
Am standing tall to all these fears,
I have trembled enough,
Struggled enough,
Am never looking back again,
Nothing will take me...

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Here is my story, raw and uncut.....
     I was a DJ at a small gentleman's club - I loved music, and...

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Today I rode into Tucson
Determined to buy a new futon
A squirt in a skirt
Got down in the dirt
And flashed me a discount coupon...

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It’s days like this that my mind returns to Raleigh

The pitch, sandy futon, and our intertwined deviant legs

Pushing for a fix

I for one goal, you...

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I'm getting married
to man who only thinks of me as a Friend
I sit here and watch you leave with your friends
While I sit here on...

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Lynn Mibell and I slept
on a flattened futon and dreamt
of better days. Days when her 
dear brother was not dying of AIDS.

Days when our love...

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Crossroads

I woke up this morning with a question on my mind
What the Hell am I going to do with my life
I am sleeping on a...

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his last gasp was quite lengthy
trying to go out with a bang as usual
a rationalist manifesto covering his face
accompanied by a cotton field work song
his...

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a west meets east show
upon a futon low-
eastern art nouveau

*Japanese arts & crafts c 1900 tsutsugaki designs

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tsutsugaki
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mingei...

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