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Francis Scudellari
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Have you seen rain drops fall like snow
Have you seen rain drops fall like snow, no weight to their skips, zigging and zagging on the lagging breezes? They ease me into this early day's lazy gray sadness, not yet moved by those early risen sirens.
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The wisp that was and wasn't
It was lower, less round, less deathly pale, and more imperfect than the half-moon looming above it until it wasn't, blown into blue by an unseen breath
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inconsistent, see
Inconsistent, see I am, just what I told you and not. Where it went, I don't know. Where did it go, the Sympathy? It's not mine, or not now. The weight is. The weight came fast. Faster than the wait left, or tried to. Not all at once. It hopped in and out l...
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The play of histones
Every one is some(d) one else's other(s), added to their bothers cares fears and druthers, another(s) but not other(s) truly, just a same(d) one different(ed) in the play of histones.
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Higher math
Your math may pattern it, death, in threes. I count it, an error, in the account- ing
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Folk of the future
These formidable folk of the future are fetched in by the round out of your ears, the tales you sound of forgotten games not the fact you came from a pastful same
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And there will be no
praise for Folly, Erasmus, from these lips, or from what I use as lips, the tips of fingers I've let linger without expertise on a feeling less feeling than desire to tease what I can, or they may, from a simple rock. I found it on the spoiled ground I walk...
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Trees make a bad choir
The woman, out-of-seasonally in her winter's attire, fire-red jacket and woolen cap, snaps off rounds of sermons. Full-on leafy, on a late-spring's early morn, the parked trees stretch and stand stately in their disbelief.
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ouroboros
an ouroboros hour devouring its all. our's to flow and flower. to borrow more ouroboros hours
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runon
iwriteivewritmy runons thoseothersanother sadandhappypunctuates punctuated idoidid
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