one seven

when we were kids 

morbid was going to the cemetery dressed in black

even youth wants to make sense 

of death

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treasure

on harder days she would be in her car, parked, watching rain hit the windshield to compose herself. she was a counselor. in the city of inflation, it was hard to balance accounts. she was full of treasured moments which stopped her from scrolling around for more lucrative offers. anyone with big problems coming to her office to talk for a spell, to rest, to let her in and shoulder any burden. it gave her the strength to carry on.

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one five

the river swells

the walls of peat cannot contain her

the plain floods and the citizens run for their lives 

had they only listened when she spoke

tugging on them from the murky depths 

while they swam  

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the runaway

no longer could they be held

the most lonesome note you ever heard 

drifted off the deepest bottom of a breath

the first hours walking the streets 

searching for a place to call home

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at the pinball hall of fame

two hours

on the same and single quarter

she was generous she had us
in the twilight zone

finally we introduced to her
a disheartened boy
taken by gravity
pockets empty

the silver ball

pushed on the pin

he pulled back on the coil

fired her into play

we watched them fall
in love

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cyclone

on a windy night 

in Sacramento

a massive tree fell and took down the power lines

several blocks are out

now we light the candles and listen

to our heartbeats and the storm

and the rain

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true crime sediment

a new year

a deeper shade of blue overcomes the other colors

i fear the sediment damaged my

superlative sparkling 

outlook

i head to the lab 

with intention to forge 

a true crime 

filter

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