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little bird, where do you go
when the snow piles high
and every seed is gone?
you could have flown south
into sun, with wild geese,
into ease and plenty.
did someone clip your wings?
or do you not know
where the wild geese go?
-Chickadee-
BL 2024
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heaven speaks to me
in peace lily;
spathe-leaf
falling
beneath slightest drought,
green to gold
when too much is too much.
can’t do a thing about it
without my hands in the soil.
-Toil-
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“But I guess that’s nothing new. We all create stories to protect ourselves.”
-House of Leaves
Mark Z. Danielewski
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how I’m upset with the world
all boils down to
how I hate myself.
-Reduction-
BL 2023
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It’s been a year, it’s been a whole year plus one day. Today I hung the painting I bought at your funeral. I brought a piece of you home with me, a piece of you I wasn’t ready for, but after a year and a day I finally am. I’ll always love you, and I’m ready to love you again.
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You could never live up to the reality that sparks within me without you.
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I think that flarf may be the best thing for writers block I’ve ever discovered. If you’ve never given flarf a go I highly recommend, it’s a real bananas time.
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attention all contemporary and non-corporeal residents
concerns have recently been brought to the attention of the HOA
the secret is we don’t care about you
I will never understand why people buy houses with the HOA
yes, the "buddy system" is alive and well. Thanks, Roger
Whats a plat and where do I find it?
Ahhh Bananas...Why bees? WHY?
blah blah blah we don’t care about you
You may approach the Lord of the Hech
steadily emerging with grace
the type of motherfuckers that complain the tree branching over
do not allow parking for trailers and
proliferate in areas with weak local government
All Done. Hmmm. I feel cool. It's a hot day. Reposition.
Much like communism, the benefits of an HOA look great on paper,
until the command structure didn't even use any tea cups
If you merely utter homegrown traditions and explore the art of cooking
I put a pillow over my head and smell of burning garbage in the morning
HOA are not for the homeowners that's for sure
-Home Owners ASSociation-
BL 2023
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more to take,
more to give,
more to receive,
more to love,
more to long for,
more to achieve,
more to hold,
more to let go,
more to gain,
more to lose,
more to
more and more and more and
I’m left feeling more
when I wonder what enough feels like.
-More-
BL 2023
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maybe I’ll send a postcard
after I finish reaching through the heavens
with no return address.
however,
I’ve no need for illusions
that I need you
anymore.
maybe the mailman
deserves a day
to stay home and read while it rains.
-No Post-
BL 2023
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what a beautiful thing,
this weight,
not that you meant it to be.
thats just how it lays across my shoulders,
love, always as something heavy.
something for me to carry
until you held a mirror so
I could see the weight
as wings.
what a beautiful thing
to love and be loved
and be love,
what a beautiful thing
to be.
-To Be-
BL 2023
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and I would say to you,
friend,
look and see
that you still believe in love;
that is,
and you are,
enough.
Halfway
You used to believe in love,
Transcending water, fire, earth, and air;
Why couldn't it be enough?
Each test of faith, you'd call life's bluff
To rise unscathed — no wear nor tear;
You used to believe in love.
There was no other path we'd think of:
"Wherever you'll go, I'll meet you there."
Why couldn't it be enough?
You fathomed no patch to be so rough
It couldn't be smoothed by tender care;
You used to believe in love.
We were en route to those stars above,
Safeguarding an all-time for us to share;
Why couldn't it be enough?
Why'd you have to turn and be so tough
That our premise is now a never to bear;
You used to believe in love,
Why couldn't it be
Enough?
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9-10-2023, M.A. Tempels ©
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notice the way the world is built?
not for me, no sir, not for
a brain all pickled up in a jar with vinegar,
spiced and salted. not for wandering and
tasting the last long drag of a Djarum
under streetlights at something like two
thirty am; sometime after the night birds
fly from their neon nests.
leaning on a pole,
letting clove fill my cheeks,
makes me forget about the fire in my lungs,
forget to think of the cancer coming my way;
as though proving there’s no poison
a deep breath can’t break through.
the thing is
no sickness would make a difference
anyway;
I was busy watching the luna moths
bounce along the bulbs, dancing drunk,
reaching for the moon.
wondering
where along the way I forgot to feed myself,
how to
move my mouth for anything
other than a speech so silent.
I did that once,
maybe more,
I tend to lose track of where I’ve been before;
might be the moment to moment of it all,
life’s distracting.
might be more, I’m no expert on myself,
but I’m getting better about it.
the whole breathing deeply
instead of filling empty space with injury.
I’m doing less of it,
doing so much more than the moths,
but that doesn’t mean I don’t notice them.
I see them all the time;
they’re beautiful
for a short time,
after just a week they’ll know
what lies behind the moon.
-Luna Moths-
BL 2023
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J. R. R. Tolkien, undisputedly a most fluent speaker of this language, was criticized in his day for indulging his juvenile whim of writing fantasy, which was then considered—as it still is in many quarters— an inferior form of literature and disdained as mere “escapism.” “Of course it is escapist,” he cried. “That is its glory! When a soldier is a prisoner of war it is his duty to escape—and take as many with him as he can.” He went on to explain, “The moneylenders, the knownothings, the authoritarians have us all in prison; if we value the freedom of the mind and soul, if we’re partisans of liberty, then it’s our plain duty to escape, and to take as many people with us as possible."
Stephen R. Lawhead
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My professor has given up 😂😂
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"My political position is to be a spokesman for wild nature."
-Gary Snyder
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