Suspicious Glitches

poetry that pairs well with the apocalypse and a nice merlot

Pennies in a Glade

There are places on mountains that charge solar systems
Where the bulls waste their electrolytes
Pitch tents, tell stories about vengeful ghosts of matadors

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The Cosmic Perspective

So the universe bribes me with his and hers used cars
That leave bruises and scars before we cruise too far
And when we arrive home from afar

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Linens and Things

Build me into a coda
of cake donuts that rest like dim
halos

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Functional Harmony

How does pavement rumble?
Ungratefully.
With the weight of shopping

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You Don’t Need to Tip

I swirled you over that space
on my tongue
where wine

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A Map of Your Early Years

Only always do we
stay
young like virgins

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Off Coffee

Keep me reticent
Like snow flurry threats
jettisoned from Starbucks

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Asthma

What can you say that will not make you
seem so small? Because even
considering my conversational atrophy

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When You Grow Up

At dawn, it comes off intellectual
Ink to paper at midnight
And now it’s contextual, difficult

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Settings

I am stagnant
Mosquito-ridden
Gutter water

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