My skin is sort of brownish pinkish yellow white
My eyes are grayish bluish green
But I’m told they look orange in the night
My hair is reddish blondish brown
But it’s silver when it’s wet
And all the colors I am inside
Have not been invented yet…

over dinner
i take the butter knife
and slide it smooth
slip it clean
between the teeth
of my ribcage
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That I did always love,
I bring thee proof:
That till I loved
I did not love enough.
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let us resurrect the Alamo, i say
that we may all have something to die for

that hope will be birthed
and pain forsaken
that we may all love again
and choose this day
that love is the only reason to die

so let us resurrect the Alamo, i say
because i have something to die for
i only need but a place to stand

blood in the soil
and blood on my feet
i remember you, brave Davy
and the blood that we eat
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there is a hole
in me that whistles
when I walk
in the wind
reminding me
that when I move
I have left
some thing
of me
behind.
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run run I say
and I use the
heel of my boot
again
and again
and again and
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First time since January 3^rd. I’m not apologizing.

as a boy
did Ezekiel play
in the rain
with the thunder,
I wonder.
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good grief
we say when plain grief is
too much
and the moment is light
and Charlie and that dog
are at ends
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push, pushing now
pushing you now
with my fears
and my phone
to that place
where you didn’t call
and i’m still dead
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