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I LIKE BEING LUCKY
...........Stupid in-box
Time...............a shimmery
autumn backdrop
Long precise shadows.....I clutch
a powder-blue pillbox purse
and brooding eyebrows
and stepping on the undead
the suburb-surviving zombies
I spear the bloody head onto the fence post
Trumpet
..........The Flood Next Time
BIG HEART SMALL HEART
Growing a heart ............another heart
A deep cavity in the shape of an X
The eyes are hollow or covered
...........Good fix ........God ............Bad boy
Percale sheets and cooking spray
What isn’t an historic moment
crossing it out
.....................bundled
War—Mouth—Eyes
(Shiva/Horus)
..........The will to live/die
is not incompatible
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