dragonflies
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horizon
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History becoming myth
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An old toy at a thrift store
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a little kiss…
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gas torus
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terrain
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shuffling
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When I look at you
I want to fix my posture
Maybe do yoga
Stand up straight, I breath before a wall of mirror
Arms out vibrate, they dither, nearly disappear
Ommatidia
Thirty thousand lenses judge
My rounded shoulders
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I felt the relief
windspent smooth topography
perlin noise repeat
Scars on broken continents
The signature of eons
riding on the scars
broken ground underneath me
pilonidal cyst
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That last line is a hellova thing to google image search.
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Model fire engine,
next to the tumbler glasses.
Scuffed 12 years ago.
the thick glass display case
keeps my nostalgia in check
Brass cocktail shaker
and a curious corked jug
labeled “White Lightning”
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Peck! A lightning bolt
Striking from the clear blue sky
Zeus, Thor, watch and learn!
Steel beams, brick walls, icy hearts
Cupid’s shot melts all the same
Is this how lips meet?
Why do we smush them like that?
That felt regular.
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“My glory— My might—
Hath my tongue etched in stelae!
Read! Read only them!”
Said to be written. Written
to be read. Read to be said.
Bones of ancestors
become fair folk under hill
Euhemerists
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Are you so random?
Mixing up or moving slow.
Do you run in place?
I step, and step, and will not
Claim the spot that we once knew.
Here ends my highway—
A step my steps cannot reach:
Stairs, take me to hell.
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this tree grows candy
sugar wrapped around a seed
fibrous caramel
My hands are sticky with syrup
sweet, esculent, and wholesome
I pluck another
rounded brown nectar phalanx
from polydactyl
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this gentle second
a tonne of heat and thoughtless
sweet accretion mine
rough-arrayed shape and substance
megacasts the decametric music
blood travels through veins
like cola up straws it roars
without detection
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