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On my table lies a stone.
On the stone lies a glass of water.
The water is black with dirt.
The dirt is dry and dusty.
I'd invite a cabbage to eat.
The cabbage is very pleased.
It likes the rock
because it doesn't move.
I was wearing a blue
coat. It was cabbage and wieners.
They were big cooked wieners,
the smell was cabbage
ah delicious smell
of cabbage out not summer noise was
running water in the kitchen somewhere.
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Those are not teardrops my dear
but daughter just a sheen
of dew that lingers here
Past other fields where
other fathers lie
who keep their daughters far better
than I
"What's wrong with you guys?"
Thanks for the Crabapples, Giuseppe!
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Is This...Refreshing?
02:52
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How to decide when to regret or not regret
regardless if you think you can
fold both up then
it will get bored and stop
can’t relax
can’t enjoy adults
they don’t decide
to relieve fatigue and daily stress
whether people age
not important to
those who planned
will be more apt
likely to wisely act
each child
same family
with at least one satisfied person
distinct, made to seem important but
afterwards one must wonder
is that refreshing?
up thru the nose of the animal, the sightseeing eyes
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Nature I Guess
02:15
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maybe it's okay to be remote
get familiar with “majesty"
mountains and valleys and trees
everything's a playground
nothing’s too far away or weird
(traveling is unusual, I see things I don't usually see)
in the evening, look at the sky
full of flowers and animals
with colorful cellophane eyes
seems like pretty magical magic to me
(traveling is unusual, I do things I do not usually do and see things I do not see usually)
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Romeo And Garbage
00:49
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Dear big shot,
I've listened to your songs so many times
that I feel like I know you well,
but I know that the fantasy isn't real.
But I think peanut butter cereal
would go well with chocolate milk.
Let me know if you wanna
meet at a convenience store.
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Old John
01:00
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Sometimes he's the preacher,
trying to climb an invisible ladder
Sometimes he's a thousand lightweight flowers,
opening their mouths and screaming
Sometimes he's the magic hour,
exploring melodious dreamscapes of his sleeping neighbors
Sometimes he's under waves of telephonic distortion
He's an old pickup truck full of carrots and chestnuts
Sometimes he's a companion for the foliage,
and surrounding trees flock to him.
It's a good, alive color
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White Flowers
02:45
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Last night
in the fields
I lay down in the darkness
to think about death,
but instead I fell asleep,
as if in a vast and sloping room
filled with those white flowers
that open all summer,
sticky and untidy,
in the warm fields.
When I woke
the morning light was just slipping
in front of the stars,
and I was covered
with blossoms.
I don't know
how it happened--
I don't know
if my body went diving down
under the sugary vines
in some sleep-sharpened affinity
with the depths, or whether
that green energy
rose like a wave
and curled over me, claiming me
in its husky arms.
I pushed them away, but I didn't rise.
Never in my life had I felt so plush,
or slippery,
or so resplendently empty.
Never in my life
had I felt myself so near
that porous line
where my own body was done with
and the roots and the stems and the flowers
began.
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Maple Leaf Etc
10:30
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That I dream the lady does to be young
and to be in her pretty red Christmas ball.
Her dress looks beautiful like a swan.
The swan floats with his thin white feathers
when his soft snow head
floats under to be like snow again.
Then I like to be a woman like the one,
to be with a long wing.
"A man wants an aeroplane to like him."
"A rat wanted to put its tail in an old woman's vagina."
"If a scientist had bred pigeons the size of horses..."
"A beloved duck gets cooked by mistake."
"A man having to do with an éclair heard his mother breaking something, and figured it must be his father."
"A husband and wife discover that their children are fakes."
"Identical twin old men take turns at being alive."
I love white
to write
to write my name.
Please give Marion
Pinski a white.
I like to white
because of write my name, I could.
I know to how to spell it
correct.
I want white to write
my name with.
I like to write my name.
I'd like white, now.
I asked in a nice way.
I love white, I do.
To write, to write
my name, yes.
I got my own money, I do.
Trying to.
"To see the World in a Grain of Sand, and a heaven in a Wild Flower" - William Blake
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Adirondack Jiyuka
04:40
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Achilles Second Stand
05:13
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secret path of least resistance
safe but reachable final distance
grateful for that
ground under hoof
my body in the
background aloof
no location
or expectation
meditation on
each sensation:
wet chin tucked in
hamstrings burning
lungs collapsing and
expanding again
forehead glistening
leg hairs bristling
ear drums listening to
cornfields hissing
skyline waning
clip maintaining
clouds allow
crepuscular rays in
few more turns till
Middle Street ends
daily tracing of
town river bend
softly whisper
right hand blister
check what condition my
condition is in
Fontanellen
blithely tilted
knees keep sinking
in CT silt and
rotting fish heads
on Otter Island
flushing down from
White River Junction
birds hard chirping
Crimson whistling
hippopotamus
giggling again
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Young Man Hadley
03:38
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wake up in the dark
reach for a mug of more
armed with a gulp before I reach the door
lips licking stir
sentences into sense
sinews untangling morning stiffness
transform where I am
to where I wanna be
at the top of the tallest
thickest tree usually
*blink* I'm on a branch
cause I lied that I could climb
faking it till I'm making it
or at least doing fine
not working too fast
not worried if I'll fall
when I reach the top it's not
too tall after all
so I cannonball from ceiling
into metaphysical mud
festered in fecund filth
till concepts clung
shimmy off the chaff
from my fur and appraise
does the performance perform
as a point or as a shape?
5-gallon bucket
the faucet always drips
the cup is only being filled
so stop and take a sip
try to philosophize
sit and meditate
or doing human things
like walking on my leg
character catchphrase
to recite and replay:
"Drink water, stretch,
and listen to Hella every day"
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Tuckemin
01:42
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Beep Beep
08:15
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I cannot recall
what I was going to say
The beep threw me off
when this is over
I'll suddenly remember what I meant
beg for forgiveness
I wasn't expecting to miss you
after the beep
the silence
I scramble to fill
surely more than asked for
rambling beyond decorum
with any luck
you'll get me back later
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Maxshh Hadley, Massachusetts
don't forget to stretch, drink water, and listen to Hella every day
please email me!
maxwell.judge.goldstein@gmail.com
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