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Wednesday, July 11, 2018
To The Rescue
You were such a help of course
so what else is caught here between the pages
dusty world could it be the part where
we remember our selves
in the best way
please think twice
before the stars blink out
in another instance
could you please remember
all the best replacements
their bigger zzzs
another ah
from you
what I'm waiting for
always count on
Tuesday, July 10, 2018
Across The Wandering Zone
Fish from back home
miles away friend did not bring
eight or ten pounds
talk about it all day long
what else to say after kissing
did not put them on the smoker
today I fill up my jacuzzi
I'm going to keep it not too hot
maybe ninety-eight a little bigger
I see you are serious the next thing
will be a shack a smoker at the camp
it is not very far but so many cars
on the road then sixty miles same river
back when I was born potatoes
early this morning picked plums
everybody keeps taking them
Monday, July 9, 2018
Part Three
They were always younger
I told them brush your hair!
and mostly they didn't
I wanted to remember this
but forgot until last weekend
all the fancy haircuts
on the field
the Asian continent is our home
summer eyes glued
we say
trip danger
invisible wires tangling
grass feet falling
Sunday, July 8, 2018
Part Two
I was given the secret password
which I eventually forgot
mixed up cocktails of numbers
and letters all the time
plus that library
containing many fundamentals
of no immediate use
except for nothing
that existed back then
beside the flame
of remembrance
remember to get a tan
in the glare of my gaze
save those tales of woe
for the next custodian
Thursday, July 5, 2018
Radio, Keys
I can only help you find
what is lost
you find you have
it all
shadows tell me nothing
how did I remember to look
what we just covered
goes unnoticed
so take your time
Did you say we would miss it
going back covering the same
Monday, July 2, 2018
Cool July
Moon in my eye
drains to the sea
might we remember
the other clothes
could we become clouds mist
off the mountains the slopes
she slipped between my glasses
inside the strands the chemical chain
dispose this memory
come back
when you've thought
kindness music lasting weeks
Do you recall what's
inside the report
or just the heart
Sunday, July 1, 2018
So They Send Candles Down The River
They also do that at the cancer camp
she said sending down candles
setting them in the water not
about the branches didn't they look mysterious
after being taken off their foreheads
so many antlers tiny thin and tender
had been here last night with the raccoon
about the water about the food left out
for the others for the same hunger
only see how it humps along in the dimness
the only thing keeping me away is delicate
also with teeth and small eyes
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