Curtis Goodnight Poems

I was pointing the moon out just the other night
saw my finger instead and  i wondered which was right
cause its looking that way
and not the other looking back
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I was sitting
and there was no you

so I read
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Clear Mind
Know nothing

Still
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wet snow just dumping outside
Zappa's loud and torrential
These beam blocks are slow and 'fiddly'
as the Brits are wont to say.
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Sojourners of those western dualities:
Trained to think" good/bad, beauty/ugly
he/she, this/not this...
Appropriate of course when playing 20 questions
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Note to self:
Honey
It's just a goddamned sunset
If yer gonna cry like that
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Lying in the house of chaos and love
where the morning melted around me
and like a random piece of obsidian
one rock among the gravel shores
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The cobblestones were dark and maybe wet.
And the road was Paris narrow
Like a Rue de Henry Miller
Seen from an Anais window.
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Only-ness tonight is a bit alone:
job played out
and bank account nearly too
and why do i need these reading glasses
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