Untitled, original poem #96

i step into the rush for you
swift current
slipstream
stirring surface show

here i am
here i am
get your shoes

let's go



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Untitled, original poem #73

i'm trying
 not to laugh at us
they're crying softly
dead and cackling
yet again
 these leaves are falling
sunken doorways
winter stalling

my eyes are picked
 from sleeping heads
i'm on both sides
sometimes i'm dead

it's lying to us
truth
 is a slashing river
truth
 as a dreaming caterpillar
and life
 is maybe

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