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MY IMAGINATION MUST END
My imagination must end,Though it may be the best thing I’ve got;I must stop thinking life will get better.It will not.My imagination must cease—Believing life will improveGives me no peace.The future...
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AND NOW WE KNOW
And now we know a political winAlways requires deception.And this is never understood—By the principled and the good.Heaven is innocence, and a good snooze.But hell stayed awake. And now, we lose.The...
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I THINK I AM GOING TO WRITE A POEM TODAY
I think I am going to write a poem today.By stating this at the beginning of my poem,I guess I am pumping myself up, the way poetsOnce did when they began their poems By asking for help from the...
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THE DEAD REFEREE
The league, not luck, determines the winner.The church, not you, determines the sinner.Belong to the larger group:You’ll get falsehood, a credit card, and soup. Nothing in the world hidesBut that...
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A MEMORY OF LOVE
A memory of love is better than love.Love should have nothing to do—Those who have loved will know what I mean—And a memory doesn’t require anything But viewing, and feeling what it is to remember...
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THE UNIVERSE
The universe with a quaint viewIs the one the Christians have fashioned for you.The cold depth of spaceSurrounds a sunnier place.Upon her perfumed bargeCleopatra sits. But Jupiter is very largeAnd...
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ACROSS THE FRENCH PLAINS
Across the French plainsThe tired wind curls up before it rains.In a tattered diary I writeOne more poem tonight, Having no interest in what’s happening in the cafe.I’m happy. I wrote seventeen poems...
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LOVE DOESN’T HAVE TO BE REAL, GENIUS
Love doesn’t have to be real.This saves money and time—No diseases, no betrayal, when you plead your love in rhyme. No contract, no promise, no deal;No sweaty palms; no doubting, hopeful heart,Just...
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BECAUSE I GUESSED I WOULDN’T KNOW
Because I guessed I wouldn’t know,I wagered zero.I won—by adding nothing moreTo my lucky score.The only category I knewWas the one about you,And since I found the daily doubleI made ten thousand...
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“THE STUNTED CONCRETE MOCKS THE CLASSICAL”
When the poem gets the last laugh (Rosalinda, you know it will) Civilization returns. Writing takes precedent, Not selfish, worldly concerns. But my writing teacher, walking slowly, says “It must be...
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I LOVED YOU
When you were not passionate, you were boring,You were puzzled by love. And school.But things are better, much better.Now you’re a passionate fool.That wasn’t supposed to work, but it did.Passionately...
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YOU
I assure you things will be alright—especially in my verse. You say, “God, give me a drink; things are going to get worse.” I memorialize in my poems the trees and the flowers. You think, “Come on....
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WHEN I WAS SMALL
The truth might prevail in a while—But what prevails right now is guile. Casanova is not who you think he is.Rosalinda broke his heart—he lost the best,And in revenge and rage he seduced the rest,Or...
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EVERYTHING STRUGGLES
Everything struggles to be what it is By being what it isn’t. You say too much, you weigh too much, You don’t weigh enough, You are too nice, You aren’t nice enough, You’re too concerned with time,...
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I WANT EVERYTHING
I don’t care about those sex surveys— I have you, the most beautiful. I try not to think about ugly people having sex. This includes philosophy by those who are ugly— Philosophy by those who have...
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THE POEM WHICH SHOWS YOU I’M HAPPY
The poem which shows you I’m happy—What could be more important than this?Put misery on the scales, the history of misery,Miserable history; nothing outweighs the loveliness of bliss.But how can I...
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WHEN THE SCARED BECOME SCARY
Victims are sometimes ready, victims are sometimes preparedTo suddenly turn scary—because victims never want to be scared.We shall not be scared—it has nothing to do with hate.To be scared is...
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NON-REVIEWABLE
The Orwellian NFL has plays which are “non-reviewable.”In plain sight of millions, teams which lose, win.Games are rigged. Throw a pick on purpose. The master planIs ratings. The NFL is God....
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SLEEP OR DIE
The CIA needs to sabotage great poetry—Because there can be no great poetry.There can be no messiah;Everything must be stained.If the parliament votes for the assassin,The son of the assassin will be...
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WARNING: LOVE IS A BROKEN HEART
Warning: Love is a broken heart healing.The person you are loving has invited youTo love somebody else—the person who broke their heart.It really is complicated. She needs you to loveThe person who...
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