Jason Pacheco Poems

Some kind of mumbling out
In the hall.
A Multi-language hum from one,
To another,
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I love light.
Waves of sight, particles unite.
When out of sight, some feel fright,
I feel delight.
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Read Starry Rhymes
At the gallery
Lots of people
Really cool
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Crustacean smell
Salty wind
Birds sing
Shells
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I solid continuum
Perusal
Tolls of telling
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I live on the top floor
Of a latent coil,
Ready for a sound style
Tattered and spent
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Sliding on the Sabbath
Sipping on some juice
Stifling the build up
Sitting on the roof
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On the way out the door I saw a letter
in the mailbox
reminding me I was always alive,
that tomorrow is always tomorrow
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