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SIMPLE TO ATTACH
Complete Instructions Inside of Box
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Above the fire
Next to
The gnarled
Moose head
Single snowshoe
Desert varnish
Dry window
Cold
Air
Windless
White
Night
Snowshoe tracks
Deep within my heart
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polish the rind
suck the wind
stumbling
fog braced
dead rat sideways tired on sidewalk gray
sea beacons
slime green
no
shoes
just walking out there
rocks
in
pocket
gathering speed
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Fajitas For Rosy
Stare stall and groan,
groom
and rake morning sand
pocket book door key
Samarkind club Tokay[OK]
fingernail rail
onto slime beach
in AM. after hip-dip[ and drink
with [still- -speed] seed.
and,,,slowly walk [away]
may
yield
small great pea.
point of all, small mall animal
like a tiny mammal, knowing
Lithuwana
wanting a polish dog ,...
Fajitas for Rosy Muruyama
bank worked Brinks maintop, manship
in my brother’s sterile sink.
Ah! Rosy[Ah! girl!] lemonade and fish soup
with little bits of trapped tourist toys floating
in flotilla grave. wave.
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across the
street
all
time
stops
for
the
instance
passing
by
diners
in
the
night
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She asked me if I had a goal
She asked me if I had
Fantasized
Being the
Hunter
Or
The
Hunted
For
Four
Years
I had crossed and re crossed the big cats tracks
Across a
Riverbed
Always measuring the pace
Speed
Weight
And
Distance of he and i
She said
He has dismissed you
So far
When
He is hungry enough
He will eat you
For four years
I have been doing what I thought was
a
Dance with
The
Lion
She said
No
He
Was only pissing
On your
Footprints
When I reviewed my films
Of the prints over
The years
His over
Mine
Mine
Over
His
I noticed
That there was a slight
Wet line
Over all the
Prints
a
Car
On the road
Somewhere
Ahead of you
Recently
There
But now unseen
Laying
Down
a
Thin
Dark
Fresh
Line
Of
Oil
Just ahead of you
And you know that the engine is dying.
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a day without sunshine is a night without knowing
the goal
the coal
the filth the color
these plebes give to us artists
who were just quietly leaving marks......
..to dissuade another deadly winter
and
then
they
died.
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Five
Haiku
Last
Minute
Was
You
5
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i wrote
tons
of lines
about
you
about
us
dancing
shoes
swing
beer sign
post
it
pink
in
my
mind's eye
my
orthopedic
shoe
won't
let
me
climb
that
high
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Onward to Byzantium
One stone
One
Thought
Mayan time
Circle
Of
Stone
Mound
Of
Sand
Return
As
Is
Pure
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