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My stomach stirs my sleep as life pulls me outside
To watch the moon in the sky
The mist starts to rise, stars start to fade
Yet the sun is still but a glow
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what is felt should be said
what is said should be written
what is written should be read
and what is written should be studied
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It hurts so much my shoulder blades ache
I’m so empty that my stomach growls
It hurts, my heart hurts
My jaw is sore from grinding my teeth
my arms are weak from clenching my fists
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How do I go to work?
How do I finish my chores?
How do I labour alone?
Knowing that you are out there.
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ants march along my forearm through thick curly hair
grass scratches my back, between my shirt and my pants
sweat rolls into my ear, all sound in a jar
and the sun beckons me, sneeze
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6.

i raked and i raked, then i stopped to admire
a city truck came and stood by the pile
vacumned the leaves and then off it went
with our autumn coloured futon in tow
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Art is the right hand of Nature. The latter has only given us being, the former has made us men. -Friedrich Schiller)

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Fruitloops

My stomach stirs my sleep as life pulls me outside
To watch the moon in the sky
The mist starts to rise, stars start to fade
Yet the sun is still but a glow
Robins slowly wake, quietly rustling their nest
As worms crawl out of the dew
Wearing only a robe I watch the sun say hello
To the tranquil no traffic morn
Armed with a spoon and with a bowl in my lap
I'm ready to wake-up the world
Timing my breaths, the wind has now died
CRUNCH
The robin takes flight
CRUNCH, CRUNCH
As my jaw moves, the world wakes
Still chilled but warming, I smile
As I hold the bowl to my mouth and drink life

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