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Both Sides

They came, they saw,
and they conquered;
we stayed and witnessed,
and they abused us.

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We

Since first we rose from ocean’s active mud,
since fins became the bending of legs,
since legs hadn’t yet the strength,

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I See a Darkness

I will not be remembered,
not in the history classes
or in the breath
that fogs rose colored glasses
when widows weep at dawn.

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Dad’s Shadow

On workdays he’d get up,
worn as the mattress’s springs,
and put on his dad face.
I’d sometimes see him through the cracks

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A Carpenter’s Tools

How many year ago
did the carpenters tools
become useless
to understand the world?

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Blacker Than Black

Reading the newspaper:
It said, new material blacker

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Habitual Bipedalism and Episodal Humanism

Ever since the first grass blades gathered
beneath the feet of wandering birch trees
those little leafs have made us leap and flee;
our hips an Eocene launch toward hazards,

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The Bluebird and the Apocalypse

There is an apocalypse in my chest,
and there is a bluebird beating its wings.

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O’, Do Not Speak of the Soul

Not in leaflets or amid the marching
of nuclear niore to be found,

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The Cynical Ones

We are the cynical age of man
we are the mouth of ridicule,
whispering alone,