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AprilPoWriMo 24

Running out of time 
before getting to know you
not sure what to do

build some furniture
maybe while wondering who
you will be with us

how eager you are
to take a first breath out here
and make us breathless

questioning no doubt
who we thought we were without
your breathing with us

turning inside out
what we thought we were about
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AprilPoWriMo 23

Everybody seems to be rushing back
to bad habits that made society
so unlivable for so very long
applaud proliferation of spittle
in tightest quarters imaginable
even those who would overthrow the state
have a chance to win it all in midterms
what makes us incapable of taking
the evidence before us and making
reasonable decisions like shaking
a plague to its knees by keeping distance
it wasn’t so unpleasant to fabric
our faces screaming inside of our hearts
togetherness keeps us a world apart
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AprilPoWriMo 22

There might be time to know where the time goes
likely it will not be in this lifetime
too many minutes to accumulate
preceded by hours decades months days years
seconds are the only response to sweets
worth taking into account or measure
abundance of molecules on the way
to their dissolution insoluble
energy neither created destroyed
by looking what might be the other way
universe ever expands to a point
in the distant past shared distinct by all
a spark the only light a burning flame
continues to kindle forgets its name
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AprilPoWriMo 21

How fortunate to have a record of
these days I thought would never come again
and true to form they haven’t at least not
in nonverbal shapes the way a guitar
enables chords to ring out of thin air
disturbed by these vibrations static clay
responds by taking on a resemblance
eventually out of the motion
it is easy to figure takes place once
only the universe begs to differ
these brief moments important years your life
written in permanent ink on the skin
the thin membrane that makes the past present
particulars turn the same different
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AprilPoWriMo 20

Falling over boxes in the basement
placed strategically badly in my dreams
where all the stuff seems to accumulate
in anticipation of later points
heretofore unforeseen for a short time
wait awhile until the next dream appears
what other synapse will my unconscious
choose to pursue to no immediate
avail except the true recognition
the mind seems to live without consciousness
grasping onto what might be familiar
for awhile until it is forgotten
only to bring it back for a moment
you are not even awake to know it
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AprilPoWriMo 19

Reading about the renewed earth that will 
be our home after a temporary
soul sleep in heaven which might be nothing
I remember experiencing void
a symptom of mind in the wilderness
as well as jubilee parade we join
when the earth goes spinning into the sun
some say it’s irresponsible to bring
further broken beings into the world
such as it is which must surely be doomed
but if eternity is all the time
what better way to show a sign of love
but child eyes blinking awake to faces
lonely homes are only lacking places
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AprilPoWriMo 18

How to arrange these shelves with what will be
phases of what will be the distant past
books I have not got around to will not
get around to reading until forgot
a receipt in the front leaf was acquired
recently only twenty years ago
pages still unread pages not yet read
spines stacked together side by side alone
alphabetized by habit of habit
also known as lexicographical
lethargy the entropy of reading
between the years that I believe exist
and have existed at least from the start
words spoke out of nothing not kept apart
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AprilPoWriMo 10

It might be appropriate 
to label the day’s proceedings
with the proverbial spoiler alert

as if the game had not already
been given away in a thousand
or so repeated tellings times two

to go from triumph to triumph
without the dark gash in between
might be too much to bear

better to exit in silence exultant
knowing the already is not yet
some leaves of the story left

languished on the ground
prepared to be turned to ash again
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MarPoWriMo 17

What else could deliver life
but this thin membrane
a matter of centimeters
managing pleasure from pain

skin to skin a bond from age
to age wrapping monuments
in protective plastic sheaths
unexploded shells a few feet

from habitable domiciles
nowhere else to turn but sky
closing all alternatives against
flesh and bone standing firm

a thorn piercing the stiffened side
beasts born with luck a rough ride
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MarPoWriMo 16

There is never 
enough room
to make space
for more room

merely to move
one object from
one place
to another

is insufficient
you must try
to obliterate
all sense of

proportion
new rooms need motion