Get a Clue

little signs of impending ketchup 

splat up the nose out like a nose bleed

the col. has hidden the knife 

under miss Scarlett's skirt

writing a novel in the conservatory 

while Mrs. White pushes her husbands

beard under Mrs. Peacock's feathers

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Hop Scotch

the speech has died staggering youth

thank you for your vacant expressions

cockroaches spent the night gone fishing

take your time to know the words

stuttering for your convenience

hop scotch silent amputee

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Synthesis

commanding the red apple to crunch

slurping juices dripping from the mouth

sparkling sand settling in the garden 

falling from the trees untouched origin

blowing whispers from the tongue of snake

bare the skin was touched by leaves

creating a chill spreading seeds to synthesise

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The Yellow Canary

the canary flying free on the clothes line

bright yellow dreams of flowing fabrics

performing for mermaids touching songs

glittery tail magnified by the salt of the sea

flying time to the farms of life's concerto 

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Dream Bent

sit up dizzy in reality

the dream was bent

paid in quarters to forget

monotony crusted eyes

sun kissed regrets

splashing the length of lashes

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Cherries

locking up cherries in cartons

sucking the pits free 

kinky knots caressing the tongue

on the side of the road

3 cartons for the price of fun

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Little Miss Aggressive Manners

little miss aggressive manners

floating on her stinging bee

poking age with high heeled shoes

and a martini with two men straight up

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Texts & Tonic

sipping half frozen tonic water

lips so big texts so long

singing lets get it on

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Liars

liars leave welting marks

sopping up tears in the rain

balding from martyrdom 

stuck in liquid webs 

unquenchable fires burning

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Milk & Honey

the prince of lollipops chasing desires

white sand splitting two paths 

gray whales pushing reunited seas

flowing paths of milk and honey

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Stir it Up

smoking societies polite smiles

winking seven times safely

listening to the band stir it up

so long to the end of songs

the beginning happens in seconds

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Tears

trusting lies folding time

small truths framing sideways

rested eyes fooling mirrors

grudging the tears to flow

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Granite

granite fills the room like noxious weeds

to formal for socks with holes to play

hammering dyed paper to tiny splinters

windows to look out for means of escape

home is where the heart palpitates with desires

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Shekhinah

the Shekhinah calls me to to follow the trees

little floating cotton enlightening the path

open palms catching glimpses of dwelling

the earth pushing forth the webs divine 

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Cracked Volcanos

spectrum disabled on the fringe of despair

thoughts of ghosts dissipate mimicked behaviors

withered torn faces pasted with transparent glue

blowing down the roads of cracked volcanos 

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Tupper

rolled pennies falling
unacceptable heads or tails
on the brow of the angry gas man
short man complex to long Tupper wagons
children hiding behind plastic containers
no sex no supper just Tupper

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Crows Eye

likewise said the crow

pick up some sticks 

the twine tight for flight

supporting the wings

integrity finds mortal shields

flying blindly in the crows eye

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Blue Shadows

blue shadows are drifting toward negotiations

calm fragrant breeze caressing inner sanctum

the length of stares are about to be measured

come peacefully into the delicate vortex

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Curdling

Gargantuan stones under hypnosis

the birds have all scattered 

little miss muffet became a hoochie in her tuffet

shooting up her curds and whey

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The Name

sabotage barefoot in the muddled grass

the list thanks the masters of the law

which sword denies this name

stretching thru the spirit of the trees

counting drops of rain passing the spectrum

blanched diamonds drifting 

where is the name I am

this list is consumed droplets of names

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The Lioness

calmly starved the lioness comforts lost calves scenery neglected gnats covering longing eyes confusion of the misfits of this reality nudging them along with no safety or fight the calves become the ghost prodding introducing the lioness to her cub

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Divination

divination sparkles with a side of boredom

caught up in a wild horse storm bareback 

the wild hogs have been showered

meeting up with the old coyote 

living on rainbows and white kernals

poking rhythms in the little black pot

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The Fox

So the fox hid the secret 

took the fox oath

never to tell a soul 

of this sacred duty given

leaving clues 

clearing the path

they tried to coax 

begging for just a clue

the fox tried to gesture 

look closer come inside

they raised their hands

you sly fox we give up

while the secret slept cozy 

warm and safe in the fox hole

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The Frogs

decay in the space between air and earth
the chimes blowing lit by the lightning sky
come in and have some tea
we are all alone inside
thats the tumble weed scratching
what can you tell me about the frogs
come here isn't this special
go ahead look under the blanket
at night they come out
the whole house resonates

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Wheezing

fragile laughter wheezing 

smiling red painful bleeding

chance of death knocking

all paid to look away 

the time for them to soon

laughter healing wounds

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The Queen of Hearts

The Queen of Hearts spoke softly rolling her cannolis
the sous chef to Minnie Mouse and her holy pearls
Mickey was kind of a player Mouse well connected
when she returned to her kingdom in Wonderland she was furious
the king of hearts tried to please her but always fell off his pedestal
the White Rabbit announces all hail the Queen
but Alice failed talking back and questioning this tyranny
so the cards they played and fell in line
the Queen of hearts was beloved and they all weeped at her passing
Minnie's Cannolis just don't taste the same

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The Bunny Hop

lemon meringue pie dripping from a cigarette

dancing the side to side bunny sway

hop up to the kitchen hop back to the table

the Queen of hearts bellows 

what are you a stunad it's right in front of you

under that quirky laugh hides a quale  

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Sleepless In Seattle

the line cracked you found me sliding on a pole

boots so high kicking the empty black spaces

small intimate room no where else to go

sweet innocent kisses no lines, curfew to sweet to leave 

as I smile taking off the boots letting my hair down

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Towelettes

grasping folds with soft paper cuts

masking old wounds with moist towelettes

mashing silicone into empty pockets

listen up to the bum on duty 

wink and smile for candy

tomorrows pigtails are to tight

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