Uniform Motion

Swamp stewing in the grass, Where you wept. You wipe your fingers clean of the tears Your dry eyes for all to see. Salty and blind, And open wide Grab a chair and catch a read, Of your life and where it leads. This story reveals this side of you, The

Saving up for Sundays A drop of ink on a yellow leaf, Blows up a tank on a page-less book. I see a shrine of their shameless belief, Swallowed whole by a scrupulous crook. And I'm not time, not doing time, for a gaunt clue stuck in the sky. And I'm n

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I was crushed by a forty-foot man. I didn't understand. I didn't see his hand. I saw the cracks in the palm of his hand, as he squashed my head, as the soulless giant said- da da da da da da da dar da da da. I was lost in the cruelest of realms, when

Sawn off shot home, No one left to mop up. Bright-eyed dull look, The joke's on your book. Standoff nearby, A storm on it's way to look. Storm-eye sulking, The joke's on your book. The sounds are like a calling, like an urging, like the screaming of