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Periods are like gunshots through the heart. Colons twist in the belly #tsptry

Garlic sings its way along my breath. Breathe Italy with me. Abandon all cinnamon and sin #tsptry

You drive, I'll read poetry #tsptry

Try scaling the sandstone rocks/now that the tide is out. The stain of salt is in the air #tsptry

I pull over to the rest stop. And am arrested for slow driving. I give the cop my latest poem #tsptry

Incineration is only one way/to avoid the law #tsptry

Every night the incineration happens again. The smoke detector is broken #tsptry

How sweet it is to tweet #tsptry

The ashes of black tea are like cinnamon and sugar on your breath #tsptry

I scatter paprika like ashes on the bread #tsptry

Love never received can still be longed for #tsptry

Walking the shallow river by moonlight, I feel the cool on my feet like a blessing #tsptry

The moonlight flows like thick cream on bowls of strawberries. I am a berry and I wait my turn #tsptry

Veins like strong ropes/sew their way through the tissue of his hands #tsptry

And a star through the window, like a kiss in the night #tsptry

The faded blue sheets were all I had/to tell me of that night... #tsptry

Dip me in blood. The stain of ashes is like a curse in the dark #tsptry

Ashes pile up under the full moon. The beetle crawls under the sandstone rocks. #tsptry

Fast poetry. Fun and fancy free. And free! Great goodness in small chunks. Love to all #tsptry