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Tissue

There’s these loins that lay loose

In our palm: like a paintbrush

They grew from seeds near the farm-house

the one over there, with the lights out 

I draw my .357 magnum on her skin the way Ginsberg moved to Jazz

She digs the blade into my spine the way Kurt played his Strat

it’s a “write what you know 

eat what you kill 

kiss who you love 

create what you feel” type of western narcotic deal with less strings attached

you keep my vocal chords warm when i’m drinking 

i’m convinced you fuel Paris.

Greenhouse

Overdue blues, Undershot greys

muted sun rays

Only a leg

In the Frame

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Big venus fly traps

Full up, All full

Leaving the red alone

Leaving it be

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Towel layed,

away in the shoots

Some drenched plantasia

blown around the roots

 

Then over there,

these growing petals

Flowering around the sarcophagus. 

Cameras

The Car, A friend

Driving around the bend

Treading on trenches, with a marker pen

 

Reaching with greed

pockets stuffed with wrappers

all of the time

Under the cameras 

Leaving Town

portions of this evening

swing slightly with a subtle waltz

its a free thing, with a smokey scent 

i told you i’m no wolf

 

playing gun-fights in the surroundings fields

like “wheat chewing texans”

these fields that have been open walls 

seemingly rise high around this house

they stack up above the blinds

until the mute blue is shut out

 

but if you love this little room, if you love it’s little sounds

between the bed and your bookcase

like Kerouac, we can get around

 

hitchhiking from the corner of the duvet 

to the foot of the door

palms in the ground

i promise you 

i’ll huff and i’ll puff 

and i’ll blow this house down 

only remnants

Who's living in your phone now?

How's it all running 'round?

Last Time was the last time

You Know, So what?

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Can i go again?

From somewhere 'round there

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I'm living in the end of us

Every day, around and around

I asked her "turn and face us"

All thats left is rust 

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Is it time to leave again?

Can i stay here for a while

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If i could do it all over

I'd stumble up to you

Wipe all the memories away

Just to introduce myself

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and go again,

from there

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