Slo-Mo Lounging in hypethral of our ancestral home: we soak the sun in its full-frontal airing amid vacays in winter. In summers we acquiesce to the wind spooning us with its stomatic whiffs. There is
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Offing
Offing The beauty of brackens acknowledges my presence with a little jig. I smile back like one does to a natty new arrival in the neighborhood. The emptiness in those eyes summons me to shoal
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Capitulum Inquietudes incite us to assay why the gawsy is at a distance. Where is the grinch? Could it be the dearth of holibobs? Exiguous holdings? The infamy of furphies? Syllogism apart: nullifier is vested
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Negativing The night is replete with possibilities. Her nominees rope me towards the edge of your exile: without any logodaedaly I hand myself the pink slip. Negative energy like botnet is best ignored. Long-headedness hums:
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INVOLUNTARY SURRENDER. the blast flits sideways loops a heath compass and returns to interfere making her ill tempered she is a modest reed sore with river bending and watching far hills advance and retreat she
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cloud partnersand sod childrenmarry weaknessunder pergolasof unscented rosesthe quicksilver husbandraises a diamond glassto speak sunlightinto the eyesof each endorsing guestit feels like a shiverriver friendsrain friendsautumn unclesbreezy auntsjoin in the prayerthe moon comes outon harbour
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THE EARLY YEARS OF POPULAR MUSIC. all my songs say goodnight all my songs say goodbye that’s why I don’t sing now all your songs say good luck all your songs say no regrets that’s
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THE MASK’S SELF PORTRAIT. Her face makes promises when no lover remains who believes in promises. Her mouth laughs crooked deep into the hall mirror waiting for the postman or an interrupting ringtone. She is
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My Heart Bolt upright awake at 2am. My heart pumps its cage door. Asks to be let out. Rapid breath tries to bolster the door, heaves and heaves until heart calms. Breath sighs slows head
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A Siren's Call sirens alert streets tattooist rubber gloved for safety pens naked skin with tamed wildness, Sirens stop bloodrise, calm young fists, civilise. Paul Brookes Paul Brookes is a shop asst. His chapbooks include
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