Wings of untold myth
Soar over countless treasures
It is the watcher
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Wings of untold myth
Soar over countless treasures
It is the watcher
Next: Reincarnation
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Lay down my body
And I shall arise again
On the seventh day
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Humans without thought
No purpose or path ahead
Just constant wander
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her chest gapes; the men -
they move through her like whale bones
hung in museums
...
escaping
with butts and bottles out windows
where the buildings couldn't accumulate
we shed skin
became whisky and whim
crawled through cattle-skulls,
and rode drunk on Indian spirits
bellies full of burial ground
...
Often caught in tides
Embattled by crashing sea
Doggone wayward soul
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flowers-
they don't know
about fences
...
at Barnes and Noble
they keep the poetry books
next to the bathroom
...
Strike me down
please, don't smile my way
I'm lovesick
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no peace for pistols
in my cheeks; put holes in teeth
aiming for the breeze
...
Hunger pang city,
USA. Dreams die starving
in back alleys
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exhaled death; she grows
breath to make wishes and push
it back into me
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