Lifeless wings twitch like an electric cable
it could have been a message to me.
Black raven, you cloud up my skies
vampirism, its hooked feathery bill, sings to me.
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Imagine the world without any feathers
without an angel—wing-in-tether
what would be the calling of a thing?
Like a Turtledove, without a ring.
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They're all parasites, He says.
Fleas on His back and nape
his tridents tail His fiery mane.
They circle around His burning boils
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Tears the size of pearls
ribbons in their curls
beautiful creations
are beautiful girls
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You worked your hands to the bone
Shivered in threadbare shoes and clothes
Counting your blessings for what still grows
For what still shivers in its coals as it glows.
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Each; flower must flower a flower.
Each; rock a stone a stone.
Each; necklace a link to one another
That none ever be alone.
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So seasonal ills lull my every mood
Ice flows inward and outward, my thinking
Never does the spring thaw lessen; it's rude
Hold on to my life; each day begs, questioning-
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I couldn't love her
When I love brunets
She's too blond too blond
She's too tres sexy, too tres chic
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I want your love nothing more…
I want your love nothing more…
I want to hold you as never before
And take that trembling fear away…
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Give us some poetry? Ali.
Me, we..? (A record-breaker)
these are the words
-of Muhammad Ali
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