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10breadcrumbs · 1 year ago
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Too-few
Too few
eye-
lashes
flutter when
I talk; too
few
strange
in-
cantations
will be
said
at my
Funeral; too
few
loads of
garbage
are
re-gretted.
Really.
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10breadcrumbs · 1 year ago
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Penulate
There is no
word,
to my know-
ledge
in the English
lang-
uage called
"Penulate".
If there were
I'd be
'King Alphabet'.
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10breadcrumbs · 1 year ago
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My Elders
Ole
          was an
“Ole Norse-
          man”
(at some point)
          and probably
had
         “White Wisdom”
(whatever
          that is...)
I may 
          live
     to regret it.
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10breadcrumbs · 1 year ago
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Spend some sadness...
...truth-
     fully, and
the mis-
     begotten tale
            will return.
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10breadcrumbs · 1 year ago
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I need more room
From the
               Tidal estu-
ary
to the
               ‘free-form
                         Bananna
suit’ I
               call a soul.
It just
                gets 
                        “mighty
crowded
               all up in
                         heah.”
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10breadcrumbs · 1 year ago
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Never have I ever...
told the
               sun-rise
not to come
                pre-
pared for a 
                 a greeting,
and then 
                  rescinded it;
or been worthy, and not
                               known it.
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10breadcrumbs · 1 year ago
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Ned, the ‘Ned’
In his
      head
Ned was dead.
But...
     we knew
          otherwise.
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10breadcrumbs · 4 years ago
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Justice wanes
“Stephen’s speech to the Sanhedrin”
(Acts 7, NIV)
If justice is blind
Then the motherfucker better
Have some sense of smell.
Because Lot has called in, man
The great Ayatollah is
Bringing in the sheaves, brother.
And they ain’t nothin’ to say
About it, Ayes they?
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10breadcrumbs · 7 years ago
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The Heat of the Day
It sometimes seems
All manner
of in
                       explicable 
                             events
occured
before I was 
            even born.
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10breadcrumbs · 8 years ago
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The Bakken Museum of Electricity in Life
...contains
         precisely
                    nothing.
And by “nothing”
I mean “everything”.
                        And by
“everything”
                        I mean the
                                   Geraniums’
small, flawed iris of
                         purple.
And by (that), I
             mean
how the Sun must
                set
and promises not
                      to rise
again.
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10breadcrumbs · 8 years ago
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“She has received...”
“...research grants from the American Antiquarian Society (kudos) and the Bakken Museum of Electricity in Life.”
                                    - Said of the poet Kathryn Nuernberger
she has received:
      two false
               diplomas
from my
        cheating spouse,
(one Red Hen)
The ability to say 
      “no”
       while thinking “yes”
           and an 
understanding of the Universe
                        I
      find comforting.
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10breadcrumbs · 9 years ago
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Thought Log
1. Rhyming is sublime
2. If I don’t do it, the thought of doing it (becomes) irrelevant
3. Try, only try
4. Why does “red” rhyme with “dead”?
5. Dead walks, red talks
6. To open, is infinite; to close, is emptiness
7. Emptiness is infinite
8. I don’t want an Infiniti car
9. Road and Track magazine makes me ill
10. Try. but don’t cry
11. End
12. Really, End
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10breadcrumbs · 10 years ago
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Modify/Codify
If it
         occurred
                                  to us
         that to
                          modify
is
                         to codify
things
                        might be a 
                                                  whole
lot easier.
But
               it don’t
                                     so it
                                                       ain’t.
“Shucks,”
             and, by the way.
                                         "fuck.“
Oh, well…
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10breadcrumbs · 11 years ago
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In appropriate ressurection
If the
     savior
just
     popped out
               of his
                             coffin
like the
       formerly
                  lazy eye of some
                                            pirate
Would we:
      (a) laugh
                (b) cry
                             (c) jump up in
                                   fright?
Upon that
"Great question"
                    lies our
whole                                 future.
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10breadcrumbs · 12 years ago
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Sign- and Co-sign
I
may
      (or 
        may not)
be the
coolest
            man alive.
Man alive.
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10breadcrumbs · 12 years ago
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Cyclops-Extender
When the
           primrose path
Won't
          straighten
When ziggurats
   are
           still
                un-
inflated.
               Be wary.
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10breadcrumbs · 12 years ago
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Clear the Blast Radius
Was it
       (ever)
(possible)
       to escape
the
        consequences
of the
        Big
              Bang?
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