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Just practicing.
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Bad poetry most used words: skin
planet heart human light
there are drums in the human soul
but there are no hands. We're all just moving with
a certain indifference. Where there isn't water
there just isn't us. We're all rushing to say something important.
Everything is better or worse than us.
A poem is to the world
like a band-aid to a wound. I would be a snake to survive
as you would be a mongoose. A mongoose is to a snake
like hydrocodone to a forked tongue. Let me play again
in the soft light of your anger. If our sun will one day too
explode then it is also a human body. I wonder what all the fire
will think of this ink and our
cables of light. How small a bullet seems
beside a finger. We will kill ourselves the same day as
our anniversaries and reunions. All migrating to the stage
wanting to say in some shape
that thing we keep forgetting.
