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The Loving Art

OUTER SHELL

The Stars Go Out

Soothe (re-edited 1:40Pm 8/17/21 for clarity for me as a five year old)



No One--I Know Who I Am

At My Gnarled Feet 7/27/2021

Here, After?

Burning The Trees Into Ghosts

Only The Lonely.... (its not about what you may think...)

And The Next, And The Next..... (written directly to page, will return later for edits)

My Truth Is Out There (re-edited for clarity of thought and image later)

All My Friends Are Dead, It Seems....

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Crimson Crush (Re-edited and Mispellings Corrected 6/11/2021)

For Boiled Eggs and Mountains

The Last Shall be Trace-less 5/25/2021

Beware When The White Night Calls // re-edited 5/25/2020

The Thing You Move Out Of Your Way (writing exercise) 5/22/2021

BUYING LIES 5/22/2021

IN THE WILDERNESS CALLED YOU

TIME IS OF THE NONSENSICAL

The Future I'm Caught Up In...RE-EDITED 5/22/2021

Broken Things Are Beautiful

Cool Pea-Green New Leaves....(Imaginarium)

Sharp Sticks For The Cinderella's

A Long Long Time Ago

OFTEN I'VE WONDERED AS I LISTENED TO TRAINS

My Heart Knows.....(TO THOSE WHOSE HEARTS LIVE IN SPRING)

I REMEMBER THIS DAY AS IF IT HAD BEEN RECORDED IN A BOOK

Odd Things, Odd Thing.....

The Magical Closet( re-edited for clarity of metaphor)

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Where The Weird Actually Tried To Turn Pro


*************

ever wake up
in a puddle of drool
your face
sticking to your pillow
back of your shirt
glued to the back of your neck

ever wonder where all that sweat
came from?

ever wrestle with a problem in your sleep
have the problem you take on
grow some muscled arms, long legs
one very large torso
then some sharp claws on its hands and feet

you become a Wrestler
center ring battling your Nemesis
you are not Magnifico,
but someone
wearing briefs and a tutu
doing your utmost to win
the title belt

why would anyone
need a belt
to wear a tutu with bikini breifs?

nothing makes sense
you'd rather be dancing in a ballroom
NOT prancing here
shucking and diving in a
roped-in ring

ding
the bell sounds
but you're not quite ready
for the seven foot hairy-backed monster
in the chartruese cape

its round three
or is it round three-hundred-thirty-three?

you've got on high heels with flesh-toned hose
a get-up, you'd never be caught dead in if you were awake
he's wearing coiled springs on his feet
and he's gonna be awful hard to take

you're protection is Casper mask
he's wearing hockey gear
he's gonna kick your ash
was that a trickle of sweat
or a trickle of fear?

the audience all has bad breath
they've been drinking cheap beer
they're throwing pennies instead of cash
its hazy but its all a little bit too clear
you are gonna loose
then they all are gonna laugh

its all too close for comfort
its really getting hot in here
the battle's has begun once more
when you hear the referee shout
YOU
Hey, Twinkle-Toes
limp on over here--
haven't you had enough?

then
you wake up in a puddle of drool
you think
that was rough
you think I ought to have had
a much better name
maybe then you could've
better defended yourself

when  you realize
hey, I didn't choose it
who's to blame
it the ones who named you
your doting parents
thanks

and, aren't
we through and done
with the stuff of childhood
yet?



LEGAL COPYRIGHT  FOR THIS SILLY WILL 6:24PM PST
SEPTEMBER 13 2019/ IS THIS FRIDAY THE 13TH???
AND ALSO FOR THIS POET MELISSA A. HOWELLS
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MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD

WRITTEN DIRECTLY TO THE PAGE
BUT THIS WAS AN ACTUAL REAL DREAM

re-edited to correct errors and to make more sense
9-17-2019 8:14pm PST





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