1.
after a drag
on his cigarette
he starts to talk
then stops
for another
2.
asking what he thinks
of Bashô...
my little brother explains
how to catch
a frog
3.
understanding now
that I'm alone-
a frost patch
dripping
from Buddha's eye
4.
I suppose
it can't be helped-
my dinner money
crumpled
in the beggar's hand
5.
floating
just above
the street choir-
bluebird song
in a naked willow
6.
each passing year
more like Mom-
my sister
glowing
in parade lights
7.
first January rain
a hawk works
the field-
today, I contemplate
vacation
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Murder your darlings
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it worse when they try to talk around their ciggie especially when they are lighting it.
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Murder your darlings
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Mow da zeebas down like sheep.
Give dem to me nice and dead.
Me no happy ‘til me fed.”
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