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my twitter window
on computer monitor
personal ant farm
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each tweet, a ripple
butterflies above the pond
causing hurricanes
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zen is very much
like noticing the slash mark
in between two/words
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punished by myself
for the lot of joys I passed
waiting to be good
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under solemn oath
the fox treed by tired hounds
promised them all naps
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never expecting
changes in your stagnant life
does not hinder them
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sleeping through my life
warm and safe, caught up in dreams
God yanks the covers
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the cracks in my heart
repaired by time's arteries
drop, by drop, by drop
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lights, slow sensor beeps
the room clock synchronizes
with my traitor heart
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thoughtless wind frees them
twirling ghosts pass ancient eyes
he and leaves are one
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singed fur, lifeless eyes
subhuman evil giggles
tiny voices mewl
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seventh-story glass
stares out for a hundred miles
and whispers to stars
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and if I wouldn't die
would I still sit near the sun
like I dare today..
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traffic lights changing
the wind swings them back and forth
flipping plastic cups
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squealing rubber burns
subwoofers rattle windows
drowned-out crickets sing
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beautiful bare feet
pretty lady with a cane
wears pain on her face
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just one little me
looking at the world so big,
wondering so wide
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if I understood
what kind of sushi 很 was
I would order two
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after the rain stops
trees blow-dry their soaking leaves
with solar power
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without a pink slip
mountainous old-growth forest
is given the axe
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I'm the one she cursed
how furious one must be
to become that curse
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human saline drips
in the cracks between the keys
circuit board encroached
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whirring, clicking buzz
electromechanical
lights blink "One Free Play"
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kissing, making up,
last thoughts in the confused space
behind blackened eyes
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black and white jumping
two old men playing checkers
two kids twirling rope
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phone to satellite
thousand mile round trip to say
"hold on a minute..."
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no after-sex glow
no shared dreams, no eye-gazing
just watching TV
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who needed it more?
the starlet with sultry eyes
or the chinchillas..
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each of us living
intrepid and cowardly
like fat men dancing
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"made in His image"
photoshopped, resized and cropped
malformed artifacts
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our purpose in life
taken so seriously
God's television
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every day, sunshine
ants crawl, birds sing, babies born
monotonousness
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