A.Z. McCoy Poems

Please don't read as a poet
But as a long-lost friend,
Unseen without trouble
And find me in the gossamer
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I dreamt of you last night,
the wish to never wake to grainy color
Pervaded our language barrier,
Sometimes I think better of silence
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Cosmonotic, the gnostic revels in
The deepening sky, ever deepened
'Twixt some thumb and forefinger
The azure-hued guise, upward dark
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To a summer collision, my dear
High above the plains you walk
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The last leaves wave on winded tremble
Victory parade confetti
Yet released
I remember them not long ago
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The vesper candelabrum wishes
To reach its dying heat to dawn
Dig into the earth's fertile
Sediment, and excavate
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Everything spoken with eyes
Forgets meaning
Semantic tableaux drifted 'way
It's in these most precious
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Our houses sewn of fiery gleam
Withered form, I stow away,
Shroud the roughworn gravel
Of myself
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You were warm and everything
I admire, never letting your
Cold microscope dictate studies
Of our love
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The tongue and soul birth
A language yoked to spirit
Through the written word one communes
With another soul across silence
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