Morgan Michaels Poems

Man, to buy back his bond
is given two rich fields to plow,
Fertilize and sow
With the tools of his mind
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Heaven is a funny place
It's not a lot like day-care
Try to pay your way there:
They'll tell you at the door
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May Lady Paranoia
fly off her dime
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Quickly, like rainfall
letting itself go, in liquid notes,

then faster, with a watery holler,
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'So that's what they look like', said Grace
dreamily, more to herself than to me,
when I found her in the seafood section
hooked over the gunwales of a bin, staring down
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Left-handed? Devil's breed,
throw her on the fire!
Almighty God has given His people leave
to right His occasional error.
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Dream, gone dream
now dried like sweat to skin,
rosy wrestler, how we tussled through the night
thew to thew, heel to heel, palm to palm
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