Chapter Two

I had a hangover when I saw the birds. In a flurry, their movements blossomed above a cascade of cars belting northbound. There were two flocks. They approached and admired each other, seeming to bow almost, a mutuality recognized, and the pair began this festive dance, the one group swayed and mixed with the second [...]

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Genuine Observers

Getting older was something I did when I was younger.
That’s pretty much it.
There isn’t a complicated poem with a metaphor.
There isn’t a story.
There isn’t a pattern.
There is what I learn, when I learn it, and then I apply it to my life.
Theories need outlets.
Or they blow a fuse, break a gasket.
The primacy of I,
You can [...]

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Playing King

I’m having trouble finding where to start.
I find myself late in moments. Dizzy in a hue of spurting stanzas, babbling syllables.
Friends talk about art and community and it makes sense. There is a hook and taste.
No reel or bait.
I pour one more.
Breathe easier, nobody asks any questions anyway.
 
I think about mimicry and copying. I read other peoples [...]

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The Ghost of Mickey Mouse

This is easily the scariest thing I have seen in my entire life.

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