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A r c o s a n t i , A r i z o n a

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W a s k o m , T e x a s

B a t h r o o m A r t

Y a r d b I r d

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Beneath still waters

There’s a strong undertow;

The surface won’t tell you

What the deep water knows.

—Dallas Frazier, Still Waters

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“Nothing is of so much importance and of so much use to a young man entering life as to be well criticized by women.”

—Benjamin Disraeli

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.

it was easier

to lose myself

and become like you

than be myself

alone, without you

.

~@pocketfullofpoesies

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C a t a l p a s p e c i o s a

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S y n c h r o n i c i t y : r e b i r t h

Once in a while

You open up just like a child

And see things fresh and new

I wish this for you

—Victoria Williams, Love, 1994

Late night

Midnight on the interstate

And I didn’t feel so great

Until I saw the city

And I was younger

And open like a child

Man it’s been awhile

Since I felt that way

—Trampled By Turtles, Midnight on the Interstate, 2012

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You’re necessary, more than you think, to the unfolding of things. That’s the thing about being an individual. It’s the thing that western civilization has always recognized; that as an individual, you have a light that you need to bring into the world. And that if you don’t bring it into the world, the world is a dimmer place. And that’s a bad thing because when the world is a dim place it can get very very dark.

—Jordan Peterson

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M a r i e

I lost the weight I had before I loved you

I lost the man I was before I died

I found the borrowed rib that does predate you

I found the will of life when first you sighed

I fought the urge that daring plagued the pilgrim

I fought against the vicious tides of law

In acquiescence did your passion quell him

The acquiescent lover of your gall.

I’m blind to every neighbor, foe and kinsmen

I’m even blind to sun and star and moon

I’ve only eyes for moments that unfold them

And you’re the only one for whom I croon.

I want your morning dust in rays of sun

To whisper sweet enchantments yet to come.

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G e n t l e

And kiss her for me,

Remember the love,

Upon humid cheek

Wet from above;

The desert-drenched rain,

The motion, the wave

The body laid bare,

The sin and the stain.

And hold her before

The crescent recedes,

Stripping all shadow

Like shore from the sea.

And dance with her once

Like she used to do

And feel the earth move

The way I used to.

And dare she refuse

The song of the spheres

Melt with your soothing

The wax from her ears.

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“Speak ill of no man, but speak all the good you know of everybody.”

—Benjamin Franklin

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C o n s u m m a t i o n

I fear the loss of things

Yet unattained;

To know your hand, your

Bosom and your blame.

The timid self-effacing

Moon at times

Eclipses all the heat

Of bold sunshine.

So even though this morning

I was was coy

The eventide will soon

Forget that boy.

So let us wake,

In fragrant blossomed blooms

Like nostriled air through

Windows of our rooms.

Oh, bless the fleet that sailed

Into your womb.

For death’s a berth that

Never comes too soon.

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H i g h w a y

And just like that

My yesterday earned

The keys to the morrow

In lessons it learned

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P a u p e r

Your divinity

By my inadequacy

Is put to shame, love

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D e p r e s s a n t s

Shallow love

And cheap liquor

Deep affection

Spilling out in

Stolen cliches,

Cigarettes,

And apathetic

Platitudes…

Revive me, love

Remember me not—

Forsake the boy

And make a man

This feeble, clumsy fool

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A l b u q u e r q u e

The night is my day and

The day is my night

I seek up emotions

When pale is the light

I hold to my mem’ries

Like wind to a kite

My tongue’s on your hips

And my soul’s in delight

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Adam and Yeshua

My tears are dancing

My cheeks are wet

I’m a happy boy

And humor is my home

But my friend is jealous

And he is king…

My friend, the king.

Baruch atah Adonai

And I am his

And so I bid adieu

My idol, clay

And settle for… er

Tragedy.

But what’s the difference,

Right?

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