zmz gbzn Poems

He wrote a new poem today
Composed after hours
There in the middle-distance
Down the street half a block
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Following one week
It was fairly fatigued, so It spoke:
'May there be one rotation of the globe
Devoted to meals out-of-doors, including fermented grapes and manna'
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Hello to the words on the page! When we meet it is like pictures in the mind; it is like slipping behind a mask made of smoke and speaking in the voice of a stranger; it is transformative. Thank you words, I am flabbergasted, amused, and terrified. We are trapped
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Slowly shaking her head,
Mouthing words,
She warned me away;
But I saw you
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She's riding shotgun in his heart

Never pull the trigger
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Last night I had a dream,
A garden party with Radish Moran,
In which I wore your dress.
At the end of the night
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thirsting for the sacred
streams of forgetfulness
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'Twas Christmas
And the lithe wee bells did gyre and jingle in the wabe
All nimbly were the stockings hung
While consulting astrolabe.
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'Daddy, ' said the little man, 'are you 'fraid of Eateemores? '
'Of what, dear? '
'Of Eateemores.'
The little man had a serious, probing look in his amber eyes.
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Behind the face, the skull within
The organ pulses.
Beyond the brain, the mind: a place
Without substance.
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