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REGRET

Nails sticking straight out of wood floor plank.
What is clarity in the dark
...

Demons roaming like coyotes in the canyon
between my temples where they exercise
their religion and sculpt their idols with tools.
They are gold givers, & liars and their gold
...

If I left the door open
and you saw me seated
in the toilette, bathroom's
bright light making
...

Tiny birds flutter in decadent foliage.
Feathers ruffle flat carafes of chlorophyl.
I am every leaf that falls, slowly
swooping down like fallen angels
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Regret

REGRET

Nails sticking straight out of wood floor plank.
What is clarity in the dark
but a hopeless dream. We struggle
with candle sticks and fumble
with phosphorous. Then writhe in pain
and reach down blindly to stop the bleeding
because of instinct only, no aim
or reason, asking ourselves
like madmen, over and over
Why?
Why?
Why?

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