Chicken

I don’t know if people play chicken anymore the way we do
Foot hard on the pedal daring the other to grab the wheel &
Admit they’re scared the smile on your face when it’s always me

Or the way we drive right at each other headed for a crash
That same small smile through the windshield both of us
Knowing full well I’ll swerve & you’ll drive away

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Ready For the Day

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Mystery?

Depraved Thrill
Nearly Negative Range
Turns Out
Motivated Seeing
Conservation of Parity
Apophenia
Message From Outer Space
Muddy Trails Left By A Wild Beast
Interactions & Self-Interactions

My Inspiration
My Deviation
My Dislocation
My Deification
My Defecation

Jesus that was profound

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Stump

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You Must Know

‘Tis she, and here
Lo! I unclothe and clear
My wishes’ cloudy character

– R. Crashaw

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Memento Mori

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To Liberty

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Affliction

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Monty’s Public House

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through beauty

and terror

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