That came between us?
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We are like the cat
And he is like Pepé Le Pew
They said it couldn’t be done
But I’ve stopped you.
You’ve met your match in me.
It’s cold, cold
in the cosmos
but we can warm ourselves
by this synaptic fire
and hope for a bigger one
blazing
A workman’s wage
I have moved the earth
and shaken the stars,
but still I wait.
I wait for you.
I hit the hay while wheeling wide
I swam with fishes side by side.
I woke to God and said, “How do?”
He smiled and said, “There’s fish on you.”
I won’t be stopping for gas tonight
I’ve got a full tank.
Flippy little columns of steam
The ambitious boil their eggs.
The perfect season of Wichita State
When the hoop chased the ball
and scooped it like a fish
again and again
That sweet peaceable life
just out of reach
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