Harry Silvera Poems

Last night I dreamed
about a forklift
and a
kitty staining the carpet
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I am a meteor
coarse and glowing
from the outside-
in (I am 12 and
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But normally you stay
and I'm afraid I question your future
If you're going to hang out
in the piano bar
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When you begin to write a poem
you forget about your lover
and you can imagine
a whole theatre of suit tails/
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You want to know
why l loathe you.

Since then
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