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Nikola Tesla
When Saint Francis put his coat away,
he wasn’t cold. He was cold from a past life
that fermented to become wine.
Meditation on Desire with Agate and Aurora Borealis
and I am unashamed of wanting
to touch anything that has been shown to me
in this life. I want to carve down
into the moss stone’s airy depths
“Dialectics” & “Why They Grow Corn in the Philippines”
I want to do the thing that kills me, so I do its opposite. Action as cascade of cognition which leads me to a cigarette.
A Simple Girl Takes a Seat at the Table
In the beginning, milk of the poppy.
Sun in my eyes. Wet field in summer, tremor
of dew on the forewings of a creature
Landscape with Written Statement
While winter sun squints at the ghost flower
dying in its shabby terra cotta
far from home
your ghost demands time in the mirror
dad
teach me how to get that bald shiny
just like you. and there we’ll be
two scalps approaching bald
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