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I Promise Never To Get Paint On My Glasses Again (2)

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Meet me somewhere good with a hand-print poem Victories 1. The key turns and the engine starts 2. With a shovel and towel the children run around and around the patch of soil in the middle of which bursts a small, brilliant patch of green 3. After hours of fighting the upstairs neighbors emerge into the sun. Looking up, their baby smiles 4. The trap snaps and that's that 5. After 30 years and childbirth twice pushing the enormous stroller past the cheap condos she hears a whistle and picks up her step 6. Not even the house creaks at 3:47 AM as sitting in grandpa's chair in the living room, he counts through 60 entire seconds of silence By, Rain A tough catch I promise never to get paint on my glasses again "Take rt. 2 NW to Seattle, take rt. 1 S to Mexico." Sleepy leaders, never drag their feet Blinking off my lightbulb fix Sort of wordless Whole picturey What began on the bench, rolls stale air Inside outside glare Patterns in behavior "What is a rainbow lord?" "A hoop for the lowly." I must admit I've been greedy with the gravity I suit Family members? I've a car full But, I know your birthday death wish Weight lifting dream By the window Citybus mean faces & fare Just in case I'm coming with Beautiful pictures of big cities A bonfire walking To those I love Its look inside and heavy Puts gills on god and flag in dirt Toward tears, I claim this land in the name of nothing Has been done before It's how fit between the stars and planets are all lined up for me In baby face solemnity Despite the business card, these things change And trust their pack of animals Don't hate me because I dream awake This ant writes on the back of love letters My depression sings of Buddha with a soc. XXX-XXX-XXXX I miss my friends and family Let's get our cry on Paper thin and falling leaves This change This last big change Shhhhhh.... Reading from my pillow as if I never had one Higherself And wet clothes chosen Naked holding hands I got things together They came from all around to see me lain to rest In violet fits and petting my cat Harmony and discord A 900 pager Only time will quell There is no difference in the plan of clouds