the night an hour lost

on a sunday predawn

the candles liquid the

street lights glowing orbs  

in the fog i fought the bastards

in my sleep they set us back 

turning hands like clocks

i summoned source

for the great escape into

consciousness

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re.run

good luck with the supercilious attitude 

your shocking entrance and exit

good luck with the shabby

coat of titles and flawless conceit

i love to walk the runway in eighties

thrift and taste my buttered fingertips 

watching this rerun play out  

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a.flame

twice i retreated to the mountains 

awakened (28 years) downhearted

reconnected to the old truth i was dodging 

i couldn't spark and turned to ash

again. then (forty years) i came out 

aflame writing for fighting for my life   

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what i seen

orange lights

black kicks

hot lies

dirty rivers 

yellow eyes

subway entrances

blue thighs

scarred lips 

red skies

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life of an addict

internally pressured 

to score 

they squandered

all they had and went

without

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speak and therefore exist

i let the paper fall

scarred by a sudden memory

touch the silver lotus
with a laugh from no source i

ring the cup with a 

spoon. cat with no tail 

hidden in the hedge

by the rail i am talking

to myself to know i exist

the day will give a little

like cream softens coffee

she always got somethin 

to give

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the sun shines everywhere

the out and down

rather fuck off and get high

in the broke part of town

throw green glass

be with someone you know

or don't know don't matter

you feel about the same 

watching sunlight move

rather spirited yet

empty   #katyamills