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A Town Called Rotgut

saloons are just another form of dealing with depression
I hate drinking away nights
saying yes to bartenders
saying no to reality 
take a dip in the cold waters
harsh and real
life is for losers I thought
but maybe I should really try living sometime

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I Found You In a Memory

my logic is circles
fragmented thoughts become rounder
french painters judge your symbolic statement
you freely seek God
but deliver us temptation you request
interpretation is healthy, even pleasurable
attraction leads you from tragedy
to where you start reclaiming super powers
you say adolescence and feel off-limits
your innocence possessed wild love
songs of nature you heard
so vividly intense
dreams fooled by social masks
darkness is to drink quietly
blackness and bright lights are a mystery of unknowns
empty silence can recharge you
question the impressionist
evaluation is a big old mess
pursue inspiration by hunting goals
urban dictionary is absolutely genuine
sins are just voyages across
hundreds of remote landscapes
kiss those who helped you
and compose crazy love letters
paradise is a vulgar vision 
for those who fish in perspective
fate can’t fix the big old mess
remember?

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Bare Feet

having bare feet makes me feel like
summer
when days are longer
when I get a second wind
and run around
feet trampling ants trampling ground

having bare feet makes me feel like 
pain
when I have Saturday morning 
cross country meets
like sore feet after the race
heavy breath red faced

having bare feet makes me feel like
rain
when felines and canines drop 
from the sky
drenched t-shirts
they don’t dry fast enough

having bare feet makes me feel like
granola
when grubs collect between the toes
soles stained with dirt
like pour milk on the wound
wash your damn feet

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Black Sky Days

I like black sky days
when rain stains pages
ink smears tissue blots

you say unbroken promises aren't real
and hearts are darned fools
if they break twice

I think we are a collection of bottle caps
memories confined in a box
screw you

you think you have proof
but fake ID's hold more truth
than birth certificates and government seals

I don't think you know me
steal pages of unwritten books
you never liked history anyways

we say we like dry canvas

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Dumpster Diving

I threw out all of you
smashed all the CD's
trashed every sweatshirt that smelled of you
ripped up diary pages of admiration
letters and pictures burnt
only ashes that can't say 'I love you' anymore
and then you wanted me back
but I'm not going dumpster diving

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Let's Play Pretend

hazy pale substance
spreads over stale rye toast
you crunch it
too loudly
your mother says
chew with your mouth closed
paper napkins
in a big black trash bag
smeared with hor d’vers
cocktail parties you weren’t invited to
i laugh when 
you drop food on your lap
your mother scorns
alone on a porch
remolding the moon 
brie cheese wedges
you thought the stars
were too tiny to hold close
it was my party
i pretend not to like you

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Notice Me

did you know
he came all the way from there
yeah, I know I saw that too
what he brought
I bet you can’t see it if you squint
look closer
beneath the sunshine
can you see his lavender thoughts
squeeze your eyes shut, I like it when they crinkle
the way your skin tingles
maybe then you can feel
maybe it’s just me
can you feel the oils rubbing together
have you touched his hand
no, not held it
but felt the warm glow
all the clementines and apricots
melting together, dripping down into the gutter
look closer
I saw the tire tracks
I pressed my fingers in
that cold raw mud
I hated it and it stained my fingers
but don’t we all just want to be noticed in the right way?

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Turn Left To Make a Right Turn

storm in the air and loud thunder
but as I recall
it was a sunny day
puffy clouds that spelled your future 
but not mine, not ours
gates locked because the truth was a fire hazard 
I said I would help
I said my pleasure
I said I was happy for you
feelings are only for the weak they said
you don’t look up enough when you’re driving
you laugh too much at the radio
and because you can’t sing
I don’t think you noticed
the sign on route 24 read ‘merge’
I wasn’t really smiling
of course I didn’t want that
that stinging feeling
bumblebees on honey suckles
it’s just that sometimes
you help another to get another
cunning foxes and Aesop told me so
I was well written
but an unused book
always claiming to myself I would be read tomorrow
now I sit in the passenger seat
my thoughts in murky moonstones
listening to your lovely terrible singing
I think you learned how to turn left in order
to make a right turn

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Blurry Filters

lenses bigger than faces
trying to capture
something beautiful they say
its like dripping ice cream cones
like sticky August
like they say its vintage
brown coffee filters
on treasure maps you drew
in second grade
why don’t you pose more they say
like stop crossing your legs
like you couldn’t survive in the city
like your lips are dry when you get nervous
dancing under tangerine umbrellas
doesn’t tell me what you had for breakfast
yesterday morning
stay still in the moment they say
like focus only moves you forward
like pinwheels are distractions
and lemons make sour faces
move to a nicer background they say
I don’t even stop
twirling pressing bare feet
into soggy grass
like dewdrops are hours
and it rained yesterday
why don’t people find answers
in black backgrounds

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Hoot

I looked at the moon
cold night 
damp clothes
dry throat

shifting eyes
dark night
say I love you with bird calls
spell I miss you with moonlight

owl watches over
say wise words
whisper lies
hazy clouds drown out the bird calls and moonlight

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