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Eyes Through a Lover's

Eyes playful with insecurity--
I've seen them innocent, coy, enticing
and distraught--all teasing masculinity!
I've seen them in disbelief, slicing
to what's left of me; hurting her was easy--
she was fragile! Protecting her from others
was easier than from myself, and how sleazy
that I'd betrayed her trust by way of another.
Had I lied when I said I loved her?
As for that, I don't quite know.
What I do know is I hurt her--
when I could've made her glow with magnitude.



They say brown eyes make the best liars,
and in this case, I don't regret the lie,
for in that brief fit of desire,
I allowed inhibitions to die.
Blame him? I am unwilling to begrudge
on behalf of one clear and specific point--
he allowed me his imitation love,
and our bodies, this love did anoint.
Engulfed in the music my mind plays,
my heart becomes my soul's own lyre.
Though I'm aware it's just a phase,
my heart still loves her brown eyed liar.

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In My Living Room

In my living room, 
i am curled into a cedar rocker
listening to the spring rain
on my roof.
sipping on spidersilk chai,
webbing grasping onto 
the ceramic rim 
and the milk and honey
enveloping my lips.
i feel like my tongue is satin
and can speak no frail language
when i tell you love
is pain
and therefore is real.

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Strawberryfields

i find myself
obsessed with
"strawberry fields"
and the tartsweet scent
it throws into my memory.
surrounded by concrete
and razorwire, i yearn for
a long-legged run in overgrown
forests, but i must serve and protect
this tumbled town
and keep these prisoners
inside a shining steel perimeter.

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Me and My Green Hair

Will someone say what's so extraordinare,
About my green hair.
Please explain why you stare,
Have you never seen a head of hair?

It's not like dollars...they aren't green,
And no calls them obscene.
Do me a favor and be half of half so mean
at me and my green hair.

Now everyone is acting unfair.
It's hairy discrimination.
Well at least I'm brave enough to dare,
At least kind enough to share,
Color with a black and white nation.

Since when do we get to be unkind?
Since when does color judge the mind?
Does no one notice we're in changing times?
Me and my green hair.

Does no one notice we're in changing times?
Me and My Green Hair.

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Foreign Emotions

i felt my skin crawl
and a foreign emotion
rise up in me, fury
at this man staring at me
with vapid, glazed eyes
and flogging his private bishop
in his 8x8 concrete room.

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I Have

I have a light bulb, it makes me great.
I can hit it with a hammer and count the breaks.
The only good thing it got me was the Queen of Sweden,
who was built like a cavalry captain--only with intellect and reason.
She opened a library that look-a-like-a-man,
which, in part, proved what a great asshole I am.
I'm the guy that said animals were like robots,
because, as a youth, I played with G.I. Joes and Go-bots.
And from these observations, I contribute to science:
what you think is a thought is a matter of optics.

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Her Number

she said she gave him my number
three times
and each time he washed it
in his shirt pocket.

i guess he doesn't live
with his mother 
because women
check pockets before the wash.