Best Rattlers Poems

I don't chirp very much... anymore.
I prefer to show case this journey in stanza.
Those open-ended cages that shooting stars and rattlers 
occasionally escape from.

I choose not to be around the "them."
the earth stream is cascading with "them"
the users 
the flame throwers of hurt and abuse
the...

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For those
who are content to scan
the surface of things
the desert can seem
quite empty and harsh;
while some others
like myself, travel
the crevasses, rest in
the shade side of a
thorny cactus – become 
part of their luscious blooms
after a rare rain, or simple
cloud hiccup. More deserts
within than without, when
a...

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