cancer anne, I am a stroke
                                (of the pen)
             I'm not the books you read,
             I'm in your shoes,
      
walking tomorrow night around like an ugly child.

Twister Anne, I am cancerous blood
                         blessed
                            be
                            thy
                            name,

              and I live in hives
                            across minds
                            red with _________
                            drawing  bulls like
                            a kite draws skies
                            right before the
                            tornado,
              I'm in yours toes,

lighting up piano pedals, bringing the holy ghost:

                 The Ladies' Pocket
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        h                                    ,DOG
                                           selbarap rewef
                                           sgnilbmert eht tcelfer
                                           , stsohg fo
                                           tekcop seidal eht
                                           htneves selcric
                                           ehs dna, nevaeh
                                           pil reh setib
                                   :-  -  -:tceridsim ot
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                                       ewithm
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                                              w
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                                               lwin: "they told me about the
                                                      blueberry fields,
                                                      and how you gave them
                                                      to me, and were paved
                                                      over with black eyes
                                                      searching questions
                                                      for questionable
                                                      answers: : : :
                                           

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cancer anne,        I am a GOAT,
              and I howl cities of
              smog and dimes:
               

        "too crowded, too crowded Dreadful,
            it's too crowded! They told me
            about the blueberry fields,
            and the black eyes stare,
            where's my day out?
            lily parr played football
            and dick kerr made her a
            lady"

Twister ANNE,       I am you,
              I give deaf children
              pens for which to
              write bleeding
              smiles like
              simple
              sun
               s

               h

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               e
            !!!!!!!

Dog Anne, The hills are moving, with no legs to stand on:

                             

                             "I've got some legs,
                                 so many legs,
                                 so many feet,
                                 I've been everywhere,
                                 I've seen you,
                                 with so many eyes,
                                 I've got so many faces,
                                 I breath oxygen,
                                 And exhale grey,
                                 Everything falls down
                                 we've traded eyes
                                 now let's trade legs,
                                 I've got some legs,
                                 So many, many legs"






































if you never wake up, what heaven would it be worth?







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