OUCH!: Poem of the Day/// hbz

Listening To

The Fifth Best

Mix Tape

Ever Made

 

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He said:

"I hope Bobby and Con Jr. make it."

 

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Out/ Among it

 

Striding the buffalo stroll

 

Smell: Exhaust pipe spit

 

Wet

Skunk

Blues

 

("There's the bar where Hendrix played.")

 

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Syllables are Colors

 

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Street

Light

 

Bulbs

 

Reflect

 

Leisurely

 

On

 

Wet

 

Black tar and concrete

 

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("Following the foolish fire.")

 

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Before this

Next

Thought

 

In reverse order/ is

 

Everything that ever happened

 

Before this next thought

Everything that's happened is alive and gone

 

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I am a

Repeater

 

Breathing with the terrors

 

This

Is a Repeaters game

 

This

is symbolic of

This

 

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He said:

"Ron Asheton pierced my heart

with his secret un-teachable element.

His tone and attack run through my D.N.A."

 

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("I sure hope there's no reincarnation/// It could get worse.")

 

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Man Ray in the way the backyard feels

 

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This rain is doing wonders for my hanging plants and tomatoes

 

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