More in Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting
of beast & man
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This city exists
I promise you
the river
the trees
Cote's Market
the river
the trees
Cote's Market
the bloated corpse of that kid
who leaped from the Moody street bridge
who leaped from the Moody street bridge
This city is loud
I listen to her
voice of cobblestone
of drunk steps
and mindless college bums
the gloat of the learned in their sporty cars
who skirt the acre on tippy-tired toes
But the night,
she is an illusion
and I beg you to ignore the stars
all eleven of them are lies
pretend with me
that there is only the moon
and where the Merrimack bulges under
the weight of the temporary reflection
of Ray Rourke
I listen to her
voice of cobblestone
of drunk steps
and mindless college bums
the gloat of the learned in their sporty cars
who skirt the acre on tippy-tired toes
But the night,
she is an illusion
and I beg you to ignore the stars
all eleven of them are lies
pretend with me
that there is only the moon
and where the Merrimack bulges under
the weight of the temporary reflection
of Ray Rourke
We can move.
all the host of heaven
swarm with the carp
alive.
all the host of heaven
swarm with the carp
alive.
the memory of sunset's umber
irons the current smooth
of all these children
colorless in the darkness
of God.
This city is real
I promise you
the beastly dreams of all the little men
born in Pawtucketville
who laugh like crashing looms
never realizing the body of the boy
who jumped
floats by
and by
and by
and by
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