In Defense of November

9

Fires

Rush

Nov

9

Eyes

Have

Flickers

Fires

Roar

Dark

Nights

Bare

light

Ground

Naked

Trees

when

the Moon

shows its

whole

silver face

November

can be

Achingly

Beautiful

There is

something

Amiss

in ignoring

#11 for #10

For #9

is such

a mysterious #

One of these things is not like the others

Whatever happened to Mirtha?

Moments later her feet curled up like flesh colored

party favors and disappeared under the desk.

Only her magic mary janes remained.

I crush your sun

Still Life

merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily Life is but a dream

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I'm inconsolable with Jazz

a time of haunted notes

my body wants to

be wrung out

the tears would come

if only I was

alone

driving home from the bottoms

the story of the ravenous trash eating bush

it's a vortex of refuse

watch it sway

a slow motion furry green and shadowy monster

see how that driver

threw his trash in its

wavy vacuum mouth