...some poor tree...

[ALL POEMES & PHOTOGRAPHY CREATED during the 2024 FOGGY RAIN WASH upon the snowy walls of MUFFINDOOR]

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- CAUTION -

dear reader

something 

got into my coffee

so i didn’t drink

in lieu of brew

i decided to go 

the following is me 

following my me 

this is my meme

for youyou

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…if youyou don’t like poetry-try, you should probably head to the babar down up the road for this week…first soda is on me…my shoes, my hands, my pants…i’m a mess…

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THE OTHER DOORS

Inspiration was fleeting  

This bee at my ear

It wasn’t near me

The sensation was 

Bizz Bizz Bizz

Buzz Buzz Buzz

My therapist tells me 

Some guy whose name I forget 

Maybe Mr.

He lived a short distance from his body

I wonder if he ever got locked out

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COACH

A friend gave me feedback

They told me 

I try to impress people

At which point 

I looked at my 

One of a kind

Extremely expensive

Watch

And told him 

About the time I met

Alan Rickman

Who acted in over 70 movies

Including Rasputin

Which was made for TV

And won 3 emmys

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VENTI

The tailor was amused

He wrote on the tag

xs

Extra Small

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SPACE CAMP

there is a hydrogen orb 

that touches earth's layer 

and makes space rain

and space rivers 

and space lakes

when you swim  

you can’t dive

the deep end is a black hole

i caught a fish in the pond

next to nebula debra

it told me to stay

but wasn’t regulation length

so i had to let it go

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NO I.D.

Poetry feels arrogant

Choosing words is expensive

I’m better off leaving them alone

Words go out all dressed up

Wearing extra letters and phrases

Accoutrement

They look bigger that they are

Fancier than their meaning

I overheard a conversation they were having

Murmuring

They said

Shhh

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SAD POET

I wanted to start a poetry club

And call it Sad Poets Society 

When I searched online for that phrase

I found a gothic girl clothing collection 

It had the same name

Tragic

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LEFTOVER LION

You can’t bury your shadow

  I kicked sand all over myself

  I am lazy in sandals

You can't marry your shadow

  From the upper decks

  I watched a wrestler

  Stand on the corner of the ring

  And get knocked out 

You can't carry your shadow

  I painted myself by mistake

  And captured all my poor traits

You can't be your shadow

  I waited on a table

  That was missing instructions

You can’t free your shadow

  I tried paying for ideas

  That needed to be shared

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CRIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER

In the seventh inning

Of arizona spring training

He threw a pitch

Which killed a mourning dove

Randy Johnson

Six feet ten inches tall

Mourned the dove’s death

Until he became a photographer

And made it his logo

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POEM FOR POEM

O’ words without sentence

You never end

I leave thee behind 

Each step down

Closer to debasement

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RECHARGEABLEHEADLAMP

My body is injured 

i am feeding it time

My mind is injured 

i am feeding it time

My soul is preserved

i tinker with its tincture

My spirit is fragrant

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CONTENT

Everything 

Is creation

No moment 

Is anything 

A future 

For the past

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INFLUENCE

She wore a dust bonnet

Stolen from a skeleton

Scraped clean on the bluff

And wanted to be illustrated

In the next issue of

Sears

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BUCKET

The anxious early man was always on time

He was first to the hunt

But had forgotten his spear

When the fur footed dense browed barbarians surrounded the Gigantopithcus blacki

They shook curled hung fingers and shouted its name

Grerh Brerh Grerh

I think they said

Or it might have been

Grahr Brarh Grarh

The anxious early man was confused about his body

He was confused about everybody

He took a rock and named it Mrenh 

And hid it in a fur pocket on the back of his extremely hairy ass

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WHERE THE SIDEWALK BEGINS

I’m better in person

Thought the shape shifting sidewalk

If I keep letting everyone walk all over me

I’m going to go nowhere

It chalked up 

Its lot in life

To holding concrete positions

On all the parts of itself

When it grew legs

And learned to walk

It left behind a dirt path

Going both here and there

Unsure of which direction to go

The sidewalk sat

And stretched back into itself

I’m better in sidewalk

Thought the shape shifting person

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MUFFINDOOR

We cleared the towers at Muffindoor

So named because there was a doorway in the kitchen shaped very much like a muffin

Literally a muffin door

We forgot to deliver the punchline

Placing a gluten free lemon poppyseed from the market at the entrance with a note

So many flies in the tower

Some dead

Some covered in the dusted crusted remnants of their home and still twiddling a winter’s cough of impending doom in a insulation stuffed black plastic garbage bag

We had no sympathy

I killed more in my kitchen this morning

They were born out of a rat carcass stuffed in the walls

The smell lasted exactly three weeks and one day

They didn’t arrive until we left town

I would have given them freedom

But they tried to land on my focaccia

I don’t share bread with vermin

I knew I’d be angry this morning

My neck and back were sharply stiff in angles of unease

I couldn’t hide my disappointment

At another pair of fingerless gloves hiding from my fingers

I have lost six pairs of these fingerless gloves

They must want me to have cold hands

Or maybe I did it to myself

The flies of Muffindoor have found me

We cleared the towers at Muffindoor

So named because there was a doorway in the kitchen shaped very much like a muffin

Literally a muffin door

We forgot to deliver the punchline

Placing a gluten free blueberry bran from the market at the entrance with a note

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WHEN, WILL IT

With every ending

A new beginning

So this can never end

But if every beginning

Gets a new ending

The beginning can be 

The end

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[DEDICATED TO THE HIDDEN ICE BEAVERS of MUFFINDOOR MOAT]

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