Suspicious Glitches

poetry that pairs well with the apocalypse and a nice merlot

Peachtree on a Summer Night

And the ice clinks, and the nice
things do not
stay nice like

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Let Me Know the Next Time You’re in Town

And oh, as I am
stirred
into your fried rice, I

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The Other Bootstrap

Do not calculate resist-
ance of spring-loaded
mechanisms, that comprehension

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Drink Up

Watch an infinity
of commerce pink
up

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Lincoln Logs

Green tea panic attacks
Lack financial backing and I
Can never refuse to be wanted

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Standing Water

Your cat takes precedence
Next are eye shadow and car dents
Your camping tents raise suspicion and fear

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Burlesque

And
When jealousy corrupts
you like Catalan cream

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Permanent Vacation

Gaining hours
And struggling not to mention
 
Provocative encounters with out-of-town clowns

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Give Me A Second

Understand
Don’t say my name
Because she used to say it, too

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Toward

I flip through magazines
With the same hands that carved pathways in your hair
Ambitious explorers negotiating new terrain

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