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And she stood up, left her den to crawl back to herself to remember when. Moments of promised love past speak soft and fine tales of love, that still wails.

i told my son the flowers may grow all around you but that doesn’t mean you’re part of a garden so what so what so what isn’t it all so lovely walk walk walk like you know the difference between the bloom and the crop consume...

Can you read between
the nights so you may taste
what I have tasted?

I could stand outside the candy store all day and never get a sweet taste
You could stroll past ignoring me or hand me a stick of gum
I could tell the story of the gum man
Or how the hawk pecked out my eyes and flew away with a shiny wrapper

If all it took
were a letter to the editor,
bombs would not
be falling.

A ragged Charlie Chaplin,
he savors word-sounds, mouths the choicest
advertisements, sucking
their flavor, licking them with tongue-tip.

I don’t recall if arms were sold at all. The Colonel is the one. The one who should fall.