SLEEP
Sleep Puppets filled the dark With round ivory faces, black eyes, Carved wooden noses, at the bars of the crib Made from Adam’s rib. Blare of the horn, fire engines...
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A POEM ABOUT A DOOR
6:59 6:59 and I’m still thinking about the door On State Street with the flaking paint On either side of the hinge there lies Truth to be decided, lived and elided...
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DRIVEWAY DREAMS
DRIVEWAY DREAMS Static in the attic room. The cherry stripped of leaves Unlit strands of spherical lamps draped Like pearls on the reaching branches. Birds drop from...
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AIRPORT ODE
Blind correspondents meet to grill Inane candidates about their beliefs Sun through the high airport windows Planes the poly fibre carpet and a man With an alarming...
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