It is the three lines of music that you just can’t get out of your head
When you know that you know all the words but just can’t remember.
It is the three lines of music that you just can’t get out of your head
When you know that you know all the words but just can’t remember.
Scissors in hand making ugly of the glossy magazine pictures.
Shredding for words in an urge to break the beautiful things.
Dream, you rose red smear of blowing music.
Meet him, girl. Recall not the need of rain.
Heave not bitterly as your deaths are one
Blue forest skin with smooth breast and less bed
Never trudging to ache were his pink light
But a mad dream grown petal armed lazy.
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Feel him preach song to breathe true life between
You sunning comfort every kiss he dare.
Give happy to this simple bluebird wine
Beneath barefoot love alive bringing rain.
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Fall then deep and secret with this moist dusk
Of lake moss climbing from verdant love rock.
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Planting extinction on the brink of cardboard sport in southwest sawdust.
Gospel of the quartet stone, sacred years, fish scraps, and you.
You number us in cyclones and honey,
The unspectacular lilac-breasted
Pattern on the water like wings of milk.
We search for this place when the seas scattered
To the folding dhows will not be pinned.
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Our purpose is traced with photographic
Plates of cobweb, corkboard, and spittle.
We will find our purpose from veins polished
From kingfisher feathers. Spinning the trees,
Our purpose scours us to nail and scrap.
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Perhaps flying the mighty mockingbird,
At last, down to journey among the known
Suggested king or queen pilgrimages
Of a clean opalescent southern gulf.
Worship over there
Our garden of rain. Sing
Never is and lie
About life with rose music,
Why men go drive from bare lake.
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Watching the vivid colors fade Into a buzzing black nothing
Emerging in forgetful stages From the world in my mind,
I make my way across the dark hallway Sleep-drunk and stumbling.
With playing beat
Whisper thousands, Goddess eat
Not away the sun.
Through smooth milk sleep, skies boil.
Drunk as a sea, she love all.
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Here, rusted away
There, bare forest lazy smooth
I bitter rock girl
Not like the ugly pink want
Not by symphony do eat
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A child nightly rides
By the long-ago whoosh of
Baseball memory
A car still lingering at
Truest bedroom ice-fishing.
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