Bundle of Reflexes 57.6684 – lines lost & found

excavation of the burial mound
yielded
butterfly skeletons
and banana bones

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every human brushes up against the limitations of 1st person

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this is more important than pants

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tending the garden
where my imaginary children
grow

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the folder labeled “Phoenix”
filed away
in the back room of my mind

is crammed full
of dead strip malls
gooey asphalt
and bus-stop saints.

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your mind has no music
you do not behold
your emptiness is full

yours truly

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empty chairs
in conversation
on front porches

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the blonde Asian
he sells statues of saints
on the side
on the side of the road

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Darlings
hard to set your sights if you can’t see

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walking lessons
for the newly blind

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I’m eating my feelings
and they taste like fudge

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I want close.
I want to walk a map of your cornea.

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We know this plainly:
the heart
like all fruit
has a stone

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From
Hamlet
to
Lear
in seven long years

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~ by 15wattLasVegas on March 13, 2013.