Collected pages of a fraying mind

Don't we clean up nice?
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frozen backyard
baulderdash
lights flash from the ridge
oil drip in the driveway
kitchens painted seafoam green just as the trim on the neighbors garden shed
on a view from sink windows
cigarette stains trickle on the ceiling
on the walls
from previous tenants
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when glicking was all the rage
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anointed cypress tree
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hushed, the barbwire fence at the end of the field stood silent
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after the milling the remaining women rounded up the men heard to the slaughter house
and steaks taste good in their mouths
and we become one for our remaining years
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accidentally pressed my ear to the door
heard the hum of the house
and breaking of a fractured man
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when you're a poet and she envelopes you as a coffee shop
adhesive licked shut and sealed.
ruined by opening my mouth
coffee shop glances take us down
bullet to the rabid dogs head
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maelstrom
slut shame dad bod
copper kettle surprise
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ballroom dance to the midnight voyage
breathe in the lights
scratch out the eyes of old neighborhoods reflections
a warm familiar chorus as we succumb to lips and lies lashing diamonds.
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you walking down a staircase after the devil beats his wife
I recollect the cards
and suppose all drains lead to somewhere
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every girl wants to hear their man yearns for another woman
-in my blanket fort are the monsters being kept out or held in?
am I a child in the kitchen
as my pickles slide off the stove?