Short Forklift Poems

placards (order sheets)
opids (labels)
pens (writing instruments)

forklift
pallet 
zone (isle)

scan
lines
incentive

silk 
soy
plain

strawberry
peach
blueberry

yogurt
yogurt
yogurt...

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As we chased
Spotlights, 

So did I find
Your perversions
Fearfully
Desirable.

What with 
the oil in that
Hotel room, it
Must have 
Been obvious 
to you. 

Speeding along, 
Awaiting for Death
by a forklift
in Winter....

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Some Pacific islanders are all alone.
For money, they use big heavy pieces of stone.
The island of Yap is where they conduct this trade.
To live here, I would be a bit afraid.
It seems only the strongest people would be rich.
Hauling those monetary units would be a *****.
I hope I never land here if I am cast adrift.
If I do, where can I rent a forklift?
...

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pictures of you
wishes on a forklift
another ordinary day
cannot afford to daydream

pictures of you
extended bathroom break
my cell phone comes in HANDY
cannot afford open eyed wet dreams

pictures of you
reality kicking in after the aftermath
my forklift key drops on the floor like a neglected bell
cannot afford You anyway

Thank God For Disagreeing With Me and For AllWays Being Right...

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A secret is granted
any curb captain
listening.

To speak rarely and
with roots.

Blake wears a hardhat,
drives a forklift for
Metal Products.

Whitman collects
unemployment in the mail.

New words
are mined coal.

They are the drink
from bags,
the suicide in jail,
and
the housekeeper
called only by her first name.

Keeping pace
with a secret at
the speed of light
is the wisdom felt on crowded subways....

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-The First Poem I Ever Wrote........................
 

On October 3, 2004
I felt I didn't want to live anymore
It wasn't my fault what happened to you
I regret it very much and that is very true
I promise you I paid my debt
And I haven't got over it yet
Man I wish you weren't dead
I think it should've been me instead
We should've never went to the factory
That stupid forklift will forever blind me
Every time I'm alone in my room
I think about the death of David Broom...

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Forklift tongue ... 
snaky false pallet walk
be a paralyzing pulse dead stop
Viper lung flung from the bottom rung,
slithering slyly to the bury top

Pentagram aborted delivery — 
Fake salvation 
is morgue bad news 
bifurcated breath received

Cottonmouth spitting graveyard shifty
labor blues,
Exhaling extortion sin wage scale dues

Forklift tongue
belly rolls across a serpentine cargo corpse bay
Anaconda pallet walk
got a hangman’s boa rope choke swinging sway...

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