sometimes the skies are so bright you just can’t wait to do the stupid thing that makes you smile despite the rotting animals and bright plastic toys crushed by parade after parade of oversized novelty SUVs crammed with the skulls of children
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On Dry Land
The problem in rolling
out over the ocean
on a day like you might
ache for just a single
sheep of traveling cloudonly a few blinks
and the wind you are
worse off now without
taste birds circle
maybelater that one friendly
star and now paddle
with meaning maybe
you were going
the bright way all along
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sorry to bother you again with this amazing opportunity but those sharp teeth are starting to yellow and with back-to-school shopping about to get underway you’ll be kicking yourself later in either case
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I realized I had to leave immediately and was fairly sure I knew my way to the station and it was so good to see you after so long though I was irritated because I knew I would have to borrow money for the train.
As we puzzled through narrow brown brick streets and spitting rain a hummingbird stole the cash you gave me flew around us in fast circles then leisurely landed on my chest and released what turned out to be a poorly made counterfeit.
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Three Dreams
some strange squash
I don’t know how to cook
they hand melike a prize
though they won’t let
me text
someone I need tourgently
watching
the clock…
My punishment was just.
Though I had no
memory of the site they
said I visited. The onethat made the commuter
jet come crashing down. But
for some reason I could not
deny the charge. I tellthem I would like to be
hanged, but they say they
don’t do that anymore.…
We talk to the chef/owner of this
sushi/chocolate shop
and tell herbecause we’re friends
about another meal
we enjoyed recently then
she’s notpaying much
attention maybe because
she’s busy preppingshe says we should be
carefulof the knives in the
other place I want to
ask what she means and
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my boss, a collector of insomniacs walks the halls on stilts, examines every coffee cup, for progress and, avoids the stairs today is Friday, and the small dog always by her side, will have its nails cut, when we hear the yelping we instinctively check our 401(k)s, and count the leaves of the cypress, as our greatest asset, in a moment the weekend will, begin and the dreams we share, shift to images of pirate ships, chained to a monstrous wave of silver fish
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Or a Musical
like a bird flying
past the window you
notice in the corner
of your no let’sassume it was a bird and
the little early
spring flowers by
bending
down tolook blue
white purple you want toreach for it
but don’t
want to scare
away that thoughtrunning down the corridor
rattling
every knob
like one of the
doomed youroot for
in a horror movie
