To the dark, we awoke
in an antelope stride. With a blueberry muffin and a
Colt 45.
Earth turned, coiled
like a thing that would slither. But, to see it constrict you
really pumps out my glitter.
And I never thought spring
could hang on to July, so when you leave, leave your shape
in the size of my room.














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the namescheer (heavy breath)
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Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
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Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
This has a lot of raw to it - I like raw, as anyone can do cooked. cooked is for suckers.
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Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
feels good.
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our secrets sleep in winter clothes
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Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
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