Lessons in Intonation
I am learning what the birds are about and how to reply to them. It is simple: pretend you’re married
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Dreamer
I became lost in my words they lifted me, they guided me, they whispered everything and I know about who I was and who I would become, they brought order out of the chaos but they couldn’t erase the
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hearing the sub-text
Don’t get me wrong. Don’t get wrong me.
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16 Guitars
Your house Has lots of instruments, You show me the Steiner That your dad likes to play He should have been A professional. Your house Has 16 guitars, A silver dobro, A double bass.
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Coming and Going
A man's letter to his deceased wife
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Locus delicti
("place of the crime") Heavens boy, don't you think to clean your coat? Never mind. Get a bath. Those ears must be sprouting potatoes. An hour late! Did you talk to strangers? What's got
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ROSES
ROSES There’s roses growing against my wall, They range in size from large to small. Their colour is a sight to behold, They’re making a statement, being quite bold.
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What possesses someone to get Myra Hindley and Ian Brady portrait tattoos
on their shins? Barely a wafer of skin there to cushion you, that'd cane, surely. And how nice that Brady gets a look in! So often Hindley's Helga 'do, bleached
Three Bean Sambuca (re-edit May 11 2008)
Another poem about a bar... edited may 11 2008
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