Eighteen Poems
foothopper
grassprint
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A notion bolted out the starting gate like a startled colt.
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The Milky Way is teeming with billions of manatee idols.
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pre-Beatles Norwegian folk song
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If it’s still winter, why do the days grow longer?
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And Adam gave taboo names to every beast in the field.
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in the jargon of crickets, cricket
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from apples
to oranges
and back again
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it out
as in dorks duke
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mirror mirror doesn’t show “me”
(embryonic gesture of salve and wink)
“as I am”
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retracing in winter sky clusters of memories in constellations of b-movie motorcycles and goldfish anuses
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Lateral thoughts quietly spin on either side of a cusp pretending not to notice but nonetheless keen to claim their wit.
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plane’s buzz, christened in one over-determined moment
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Thou comest unto me and him, tinking many informations.
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Close your eyes and click your heels to a time when no one will get the reference.
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-S-
-E-
-N-
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a sea in a sea
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Matter stills and is nothing in the whelk’s eye.
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last word, poised on one leg of a flamingo
