Category: Poetry
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Fresh Eggs
No air-conditioning, No deodorant everybody’s thinking of alcohol cigarettes and coffee chain-smoking a-plenty, including the kids all the way down but as I’ve heard lore tell-talesstories of lorethey’d stop for fresh eggs on the wayat one of the Route 9 farms Yeah, we stub out our cigarettes get out of the Chevy and we load…
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APPOINTMENT: 930 SHARP
Keep some quarters in my pocketAnd some stamps in my walletTuck some tissues in my coatAnd a pencil to take notes Got myself a roll of tokensIn case the machine may be brokenCalled ahead for directionsTraced the map for good measure Peaked my head out the windowSmelled the air for…
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Burgess
I was an actor in an elaborate film about early 20th century wait staffin some fancy hotel Characters scheming on how to steal “gold silverware” including these tiny oyster & clam hootenannies that were tiny scoops the size of guitar picks. We had to get through security so we planted a stolen necklace on…
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pagliaccio
At a bar with a 20 something girlwho i didn’t recognizeDirty blondeSlightly trashyAs was I. The bar was on the Italian coastthe water was gorgeousI remarked how people were swimmingeven though it was November The white sandsShe ordered me a drink.I sheepishly advisedwhite wine pleasebecause I am really not a…
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untitled serenade
What is that sound? Within the winds’ rustling of the leaves. In the darkness as drizzle dropped from the clouds. A song, a signal sung from high up in the trees. What is that sound? The sun has long ago left to enlighten a world away. Silent skies now free…
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Summer Lullaby for Dog Days
Do a little walk on the beach …on the beach …on the beach Do a little splash on the sea …