here are some words i thought i'd share....
guess i'm a poet.
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i walk down the street comfortable in my own skin
the spark of life
who i am
what i am:
deep
in the inkwell...
a star
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the syllables rumble
over and under my tongue like
language and sound were
as inconveniently intertwined as
two star-crossed lovers
they take my life
strip away with violence
the cool slap of talking pretty
and slice, white hot
down the center of my mouth
spilling sounds
i never thought i'd hear again
beyond heaven or earth
sea or sky
shooting deeper into everything
my lips could never speak
how far
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"i should and i would if i could"

i know i should stop drinking coffee
but every morning it's the first move i make.
i pour some milk into the mug first-
one of the big glass ones-
and fill it to the brim
with dark, fragrant coffee.
i like watching it mix with the milk,
no stirring necessary,
because i don't like a dirty spoon laying around
leaving a spot on the counter.
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i know i should stop drinking coffee
but every morning what would i pour on top of the milk
in my favorite, oversized mug?
and i would miss the satisfaction of mixing milk and coffee
without a spoon.
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it would be like a biker without a bandana,
a jogger without a jumpsuit.
i don't make waffles or pancakes
i don't have grapefruit or orange juice.
>
i know i should stop drinking coffee
but every morning it's the first thought i think
and oh, how i love it...
costa rica, kenya, gold or french roast
in my favorite mug, with a splash of milk.
>
my morning without coffee would be like
fourth of july with no fireworks
i might not notice the lack of pyrotechnics
or if i did, i could just think, well, i'm in bali...
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i know i should stop drinking coffee
so maybe i'll just take a vacation-
costa rica, kenya, gold or french coast...