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invisible me
gave a desperate smile to
melancholy you

The leaves have changed from
green to red, but it’s far too warm
Is this New England fall?

Words soon to exist
Pictures waiting to be drawn
Swishing in a stick

So what if it hurts?
Pull the wool over your eyes
become an ostrich.

There’s nothing in me
you haven’t touched and still I
forget your fingers.

You stinking head lice.
I washed, oiled, cursed, and hand picked.
Find another home!

Lacy purple mums
Crowded dwellers in blue clay
Autumnal heralds.

I lost my head that
night you left the sink running,
you still had my heart.

Pear orange apple plum
I am Hungry get me some

Sponge bath today, change
My pants, breathe to clear the lungs

a fall day calls ways
of growing, and knowing, all
please please, thank the leaves

It happens slowly
The room turns pale, sickly green
And I hit the ground

Any poem like this
That continues on like this
Is haiku, bitches

America dead
It is a new country now
We soon will perish

Eating an apple
Oh, how delicious it is
mm… yum my yum yum

So what if it hurts?
Pull the wool over your eyes
become an ostrich.

The rain mists across my face.
My Afro is wet.
Water drips down my tight curls.

I am a vegan
This is harder than I thought
I want McDonald’s

dissecting peppers
bitter skin pulled from sweet flesh
bodies wrapped in sheets

she once collected
moth bodies too beautiful
to let disappear

food, water, diesel, none
after Maria

The first missing tooth
to a bashful six year old
confers fresh prestige.

“Dog” was his first word.
His father hoped for “da-da.”
The dog wagged his tail.

Marilyn Hartmann
Got strong personality
Still, a nice lady

Winter is coming
Anticipation rises-
Snow thunder booming!

Rest is for the dead
Many college students have
said, need more coffee

The semester’s halfway done
four papers are due
I hope I don’t lose my mind

Minifridge seltzer
Cracked with a late summer leaf
red under my shoe

The green pine tree’s climb
Breathless against the dusks winds
Serene, cold, all air

The truth I want now
It will set me free I know
It is so close, hey!

I would have stayed there
laying beneath trees entwined
biting back our fears.

Entranced by flames burned
A new beginning is here
Embers still glow bright

It’s okay William
I don’t love plums
As much as I love you

Caught through dense vapors
shattered into sky’s stained glass
pure variety

GCC is right
They make me feel so good, light
I love to learn right

you just wake up early
just realized that today is halloween day
please put on your costume

Too fat to have sex
panda goes on a diet
no more bamboo shoots

legless lizards run
on tiny hind legs, torsos
quiver like laughter

Who understands?
Transfer pathways on the way
Student clarity!

Click, tac, clickety
Boldly black thoughts run along
Mind starkly revealed

3am empty
clouds chase orange city sky
spin down yellow lines

Wake up! Breathe deep breaths
The terror of night subsides
I am alive, I’m okay

The harrier preens
swoops back to the canopy-
Summer’s first orange

Ants build pyramids
Godless monuments divine
Crop circles, death threats

Back East now, sober
Knowing WELLNESS is the way
But convention thwarts

I was feeling so
Inspired to write this thing
I love chicken nugs

I look at this house
When did we change this?
Home, it is not

Adam had it lucky
I would give all my ribs
for one girlfriend

I’m at GCC
I’m a man in my mid 50’s
Why am I here?

I feel cray ze
Stressed to the max of the max-max
So happy the end

This is a plum bowl
This is a bowl full of plums
Plum plum plum plum plum

Clever little notes
tied into syllable counts
What a bowl of plums

yesterday it rained
worms committed suicide
on the wet sidewalk

I want a break from
all these fucking ads right now
“Fuck your chicken strips!”

It happens slowly
The room turns pale, sickly green
And I hit the ground

Haikus are real hard
Think of seven syllables
Just try really hard

I love dogs a lot
But not as much as puppies
Cats are okay too

identities- this shit’s hard
Maybe it’s a sine

He was the love of my life
A baby so sweet
With wings and halo to match

too many emails
fill up my inbox like trash
collecting in piles

I make a joke here
You laugh like it’s funny
Now this is awkward

Her stomach’s empty
she cannot throw up on you
patronizing her

Red Sox gone till spring.
In Fenway’s gloomy tunnels
bats hang upside down.

Lonely Tylenol
only friend’s an expired
Excedrin PM

Chunk silver square
Encasing slim bright yellow
Measures Grandpa’s world

Snowy garden
like a crystal fairyland
protecting mouse

Blue hydrangea – dried
Nature’s denim in flower
Summer memories

I don’t really know
What I should write down right now
So I’ll just write this

Home is the hallway
to the balcony above.
Those silver birches

My pores are held here
by roots and salty air
soft dirt and pink skies.

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