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Shedding Your Skin

On the Wings Of A Bird

My Heart Knows Him Still ( For TLP)

NEEDING /KNEADING MORE (sometimes)

WHAT WILL YOU THINK GENTLE READER, AFTER YOU'VE FINISHED READING THIS?...We Are All Star Children



Not My Season

Belle Du Jovan

The Hope Of All These Things Which Would Never Come In a Box

The Best Revenge (For All Your Critic's Critiques)

The Birds Are Such Un-numbering Creatures of Distant Hitchcockian Past

A Man Of The Clouds

Sometimes In Losing I Have Gained A Lot

Informed Through Pain

Shrine

Silver-Tongued Devil

I Will Return

TONIGHT

Expect Yourself

When My Blues Are Gone

The Factory of Resentments

They Grew (A Poem From The Imaginarium)

Didn't You Learn That First Lesson In Kindergarten?

Where The Weird Actually Tried To Turn Pro

Accountants

Within The Green Wind Becomes The Fall

Open Lines

You Got Your Lilly Back

Errands (WHAT ARE YOUR UNOFFICIALLY APPOINTED ERRANDS?)

the earth is our mother

Marinate On This

I Write This To Remember

And I Smile ( Little Little Bird)

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Last Night


last night
in the darkness
the moon spoke
to me
its lantern of light
was rose-golden
creating a halo
which awakened me
and the stars danced more brightly
because
of the hue

below I noticed
two old raccoons
gazing up entranced...
and they were dancing too
muddy paws raised
catching the falling gold coins
gathering in the wet grass

I imagined
them crossing the street
to the Stop N' Go
where they'd buy pastries
hot chocolate
maybe beer
or pretzels

I put on my slippers
right then
grabbed my key
and tip-toed out
to be swallowed into
the envelope of night.


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