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his eye is on the sparrow and i know he watches over me
draw me a bird mommy, said my son
i drew a bird with blue and green, flying to the right
my son drew lines in a steady hand, meeting corners perfectly
making a match
thinking of my easle and oil paints, wondering where my shoebox
of paints and tools has gone, i will probably work on something
for my son,
a bird and a river and a tree
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strapped on a backpack today
beige and brown and cream
neutral colors and hiking
had a hiking stick or a pole
but he is young, navigating the rocks
mosquito netting
bee keeper, bee charmer, washing his face in the lake
at the end of a trail
tall water bottle plastic
hands under running water
never come clean
crouching
what is a yellow vest for?
helicopter overhead
mountain top
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blue and green butterfly
encrusted with a gold filigree
poised on the brink of discovery

tumbling now doing your somersaults for me
like a child
rolling and peering over the wall
lying low

watching me from a chair and table
the blond with the interesting nose
as i thumb through a guide to videocamera
knowing what is happening as i am unaware
trying to size me up from afar
feeling guilty and knowing she should feel guilty
for seeing what has been done to me
thinking it was nothing much
wearing white rabbit fur

glass of wine
staring at me from behind the glass
he is doing somersaults in the bubbles
i am larger through a looking glass
smiling all the same as i am under observation
in the fucking labratory
the bookcases turn all the way around at his house
like in the movies
a nancy drew book
they turn 360%
i am a small page in a small page
shut and placed back on the shelf
part of the rotation
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any way you want it, that's the way you need it
what lola wants...lola gets
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one rope is shifting down as the other
on the other side is shifting up
maybe it's a wishing well
maybe it's a pulley in the military
maybe it's a rock climbing exercise
drawing from the deep
it must be a well
or something underground
hand over hand
climbing up a rope to the top
falling with burn onto the grass
right into the hands of the firing squad
right into the ring around the rosy
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one normal man wanted
spies need not apply
swingers stay home
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manzanas for the man from taiwan
for the man from california
for seeing me, one with tears in his eyes
knowing my whole story
and i know it already from the look in their eyes
i don't have to explain anything
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pulled too hard and the curtain came down
along with the curtain rod
broke a truce
for a bottle of grey goose
over a bottle of grey goose
all the pretty fillies
in their ruffles
and shams
pulling the wool over your own eyes
seeing a lamb in the mirror
not noticing the butcher in the back
making cuts, stringing up your type
for the rack
a little sage
darling
could have used some sage
thyme
lamb head on a goat
walking like an egyptian onto the dance floor
right before the slaughter
swinging a pitchfork tail
laughing for the joke
not noticing a God sized pair of scissors
ready to snip
snip
snip
and circumsize the unclean
the covering over the heart
bloodbath and stitches




















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