Walter Burns Poems

fall
low the lead
her full o
ship meant
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(stuck / auto win _
this.. Petty.. pace
runreeling'round
reg.ulationrace
...

tears wi
den do we cry them
the brain receives the stim
you lied to me
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pol
itics me off to say
that circumstantial evi (l)
densely popul
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pegasi (g)
n ever were st.
ill i see the m
are f i dream the 'pon y
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since I fell
told ‘er
get the ‘dore
bell wring ing
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A, meri
can we dance?

Claiming in
...

I'm caught in the red rimmed
frames
of a passerby
standard of
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just because it's june
and the earth is dying soon,
i can’t tumble
mumble to the moon
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Where once an oak, is now a tallow tree
Before this winding road a sharper curve
The pungent tar that paved the patchwork years
And now the yellow streaks are slowing still
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