From the time I was a child
filled with curiosity and awe
I followed your rotation closely with my eyes.
Your magic must be hidden inside your metal box.
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Love all.
It starts in the diaphragm,
a deep inhale.
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Brown and fuzzy
with a chewed off ear.
His single eye gives love unconditional.
His stubby arms cannot hold books.
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They have put me in this room. This dark, quiet, lonely room.
For nine thousand years I have waited here.
Decaying ever gently into oblivion, ever so gently.
You don't know silence.
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Death and I, the best of friends
I am old and he is young.
Though he’s seen more years than I,
he has many more to come.
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Dressed for a funeral,
the omen clings to sky lines.
When the Raven falls
the gutter-grave has filled again.
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He used to be grim:
his emaciated, tent-stake ribs;
his chopstick fingers;
his cavernous diaphragm.
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Love unrequited,
please throw me away.
‘Cause I'll never leave you,
and I cannot stay.
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Surgery, GO!
Cut open chest with a vertical slit;
and two diagonals to peel a fleshy collar.
The red smell of blood becomes routine
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my home is a charcoal sketch
a nuclear shadow of itself
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