Nate Peligeiro Poems

What do you do with a dead kiss?
I know when it died
and haven't since
been able to resurrect it.
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alchemical reaction
ash brought back to life
bleed the veins
stretch the next
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impending doom must die
be hacked down
and dragged away
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I've lamented the rush for years.
I've never enjoyed an adequate pace.
Everybody sprinting toward the finish line
still obsessed with arriving first.
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Up against incredible odds,
why break myself? I thought.
I'll lie low and weather the storm.
When the time comes,
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since stumbling into this dustbowl
a year ago
my eyes have been red

i've left three times
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I once wrote a poem
to a waitress
at a bar
I frequented.
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Outside again,
the moon has put itself
directly over
my enemy.
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The world is a dead fish,
and I'm its lifeless gills.
If death has a face,
it is mine.
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I was at El Harem
last night…
Tonight
I have a date
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