William Cook Poems

I hate to hear dogs barking
it reminds me of the humans
that put them there behind the fences
of boring little houses
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immortality is bullshit
the only thing that lives forever
is the night
love is bullshit
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staring into the sun
white light
pure essence
the burning love
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What lies outside the heart and soul is restrictive decision
that leads an arterial bypass past life’s true intentions.
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A table spread in a tomb, dinner for the dead
the dead! Why did you pay a visit to my eyes last night?
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invocation of a dream
here you are
hundreds of wishes
a lifetime of looking
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Am I dreaming?
this breast is breathing
rain is falling
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I’m waiting
the night is down
the sweet smell completes
my solitaire sonata
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You want something new
from our language?
Something new?
Lewd?
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We travelled to Mapua
through Nelson from the Sounds
in the hot afternoon sun
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