paint

paint

I like your style but most of all I like your ASS poem

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paint

new car smell

out here among the aromachology of carrot breasts

the secret of remaining smoke-free

the rachet man beaming from home


car smell

car smell


without a secret text for this song

one person in one thousand can't smell a skunk

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thin layers

and birds

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twenty

rosemary floating downstream

under the pileated woodpecker

under these dry leaves

you are in the creek and in me

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dirty tomato slice in the snow

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leaves and their decay in brooks

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under the leaves I wait

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creatures

you send me dry leaves

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creatures

want to know why surgery wasn't an option

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creatures

with restrictions

ribbon-like in snow

structured by death

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blue consistent

since you've been gone

it's easier to keep my fingernails clean

i'm just another creature

among all these creatures

i sit in the front yard holding your sweater

and hear the traffic

i put my face into the grass and breathe deep

and know you

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snow tea

the train is moving now we can hear it

far from our little fire a dark animal that

train [ ] in the snowy woods [ ] where the winter

carcasses roam among the spines of sycamores


what large thieving dogs we don't know hungering

might break their teeth on our red door

wanting to take your lovely feather [ ] steal it [ ]

away [ ] the screaming brakes of the train

balanced over the tales of a dark hollow

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creatures

if you were a sea monster

what love song would your heart sing?

rub your childish notion

against my childish notion

thread your watercolor filter through

my inner crochet editing software

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paint tiny your sublime

our hands lifting the raw meat and tears

of isinglass dropping mineral and sharp grace

she creature [ ] he creature [ ] moving in a blacker sea

we press our hearts to planets of wild vomit

where we turn these ruinous rocks and love

your inner monsters and glowering acceptance

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creatures, I lost my motion blur

such lacy peach relief of turpene

smelling like a summer afternoon

without product search results

breathing deep sweet grass I have never had

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creature painting

he has been through the fire now

static radiant complete upon a blue vision

by complete I mean they installed

geothermal heating at the grade school


there was heavy equipment on the large grass

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creatures

when the shaman geese river you brightly through cold stars

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creatures under the sun

rub your face through the sweet earthy perfume of cool grass

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the lawn is a sanctuary for a broken toy

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some creatures wear clothes at the clothes-wearing place

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these creatures with their endless strings

of images associated with

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wintry mix

the mice are bigger than the cats

in the front royal sky caravan

squirrels and their merrie melodies

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creatures

grand piano on my chest in the hot sand

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creatures

he released the bee

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creatures

there ought to be more trees than people

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creatures

burgundy minivan doing a u-turn

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creatures

tunnel in a dream

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creatures

I meant to get to know more superheroes last year

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creatures

generally one tries to avoid using the word pustules