Still Life 4
A brush, a pallet, a naked canvas, and a friendly, medium-sized hallucination.
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Photograph 15
Lovers lying in a bed, covered by a sheet with only their feet sticking out, entangled.
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I Would Walk Back Across Hell to Get Your Hat
i would carry You across hell, and if You had forgotten Your hat, I would walk back across hell and get it for You.
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Perhaps
boy! love is something. it is like, perhaps, a piece of apple pie.
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Eyes
Your eyes are trout.
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The Poetry of Your Hands
I want to feel the smoothing poetry of Your hands drifting on my face.
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A Coke
I remember you drinking a coke. I had never known that somebody drinking a coke could be a beautiful poem.
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There Was a Wire Screen Between Us
I could have just died, no kidding, when my girlfriend came to visit me for the first time while I was in jail. I was wearing a white uniform. There was a wire screen between us. "Hi," Carol said, and she smiled weak as water. I could have just died.
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Creation of a Poem
A delicate bird hit against night's cruel beauty and promptly laid an enchanted egg.
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Of Course, We Will Not Live Happily Ever After
To put it bluntly I want to kiss you so gently that you will feel towards me for the first time love's paralysis. (Of course, we will not live happily ever after, but only in the fashion of human beings.)
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The Unknown Dreamer
Someday I believe and soon we should erect a fragile monument for the Unknown Dreamer because he was more important than soldiers.
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The Mind Is the Strangest City
For my birthday I want a dead mouse and a blue piece of red candy.
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We Had Fried Rainbow Trout for Breakfast
We had fried rainbow trout for breakfast, and somewhere along the line she kissed me and I asked her why, and she told me she didn't know why, except that she loved me.
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A Hard Day's Work
I came home from Muse. My wife said, "Did you have a hard day writing poems, honey?" "I sure did," I said, "I'm pooped." "That's too bad, honey," my wife said, and then she started to frighted the tiredness away with gentleness.
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A Green Neon Sign which Is Happy
Spring is wonderful  (just) and like, perhaps, maybe even double perhaps, a green neon sign which is happy because it knows it will keep going on and off forever.
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Untitled (I Am Waiting Anxiously)
I am waiting anxiously for Hollywood to buy this book and pay umpity-ump cash for it and turn it into a super-collosal spectacle the ten thousand extras; 2,000 horses, 52 lions, 60 king cobras, and every Hollywood actress who has been divorced over five times.…
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Farewell to My Oedipus Complex
For Christmas I will give my mother a time bomb.
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Portrait of an American Teenage Girl
The only thing she's good for is a one night stand in a motel. And the clouds would be all the white dreams you've wanted to come true. And you would float on them.
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Untitled ("Jesus")
Jesus purer than the love of a mother cat for her kittens.
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Poem for Edna
Could I, would I, give you a sky. Oh, filled with such things as blues sweeter than candy.
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