Tag: poem
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poem: the blackberry girl
“the blackberry girl. I think she’s the one…”
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poem: everything, too
our tongues are fluttering in the waters of heaven…
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poem: two a.m.
so there i laid, draped like a throw…
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poem: ode to a banana
O yellow fruit, you sweet dessert…
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poem: new arrival
the new machine is clever…
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poem: blue fuzz
in the image dimly traced, but surely caught…
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poem: patchouli and ice
sweet pearls, those grains of dew…
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poem: won’t you dance?
good, I’d needed something new…
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poem: on the lips
with every kiss, I feel your heat…
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poem: the dancer
“she likes to dance,” the shadow cast upon her wall would likely say….