shuteye in the land of the sacred commoner (June 2016)
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this, below, is from June 2016
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poetry and god share the same quick death.
I’m on what you’re on;
the eighth day of the world.
~
it’s all in your head. the newborn we had on a mountaintop. the word it knew from memory. its hand that stuck to everything but the dog our dog ate. the cold our dog died from. the tent we called aquarium. that we filled with diapers. that was never full.
~
existence is the wrong inquiry.
I was destroyed by an angel
for having
taste buds.
/ a pinkness
went on
without me.
~
if touch is all it can manage
the hand is poor.
I am the new face
of baby
doorstep.
when lightning
has emptiness
to burn
feed
the fasting
doll.
~
I am old and nothing brings me joy.
I did
good things
but I
was asked.
drunk
outside
of a dog
shelter
I am likely
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