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Verbal Fedoras and Noggin Covers

2/26/2016

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I have many hats,
and most fit just fine.
I have hats for dancing,
hats for prancing,
hats for drinking wine.
I have hats for cleaning,
hats for singing
hats for running to the store.
I have hats for refereeing
hats for wife-ing and hats that keep the score.
Sometimes I can wear twenty-two hats in a single day.
I have hats for wrestling, and hats to wear for play.
But my most favorite hat, of all the hats I have,
is the biggest and loudest hat that I own.
I place it on my noodle, with a smile on my face
and traipse around while it shouts “Fuck You!” all over the God damn place.

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Last Word

2/18/2016

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The last word lies with me.
In my casket of phonetics,
it drips from
my worm-encrusted tongue.
Forty stone of dirt muffles the sound
so that no one will hear
my dead mouth holler it out,
but that's alright by me.
The last word is mine.
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Horse Shoes and Hand Grenades

2/10/2016

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I just wanted to hold you,
hold all of your pieces
that had been nicked off
over the years of hurt.
But, you wouldn't let me.
Now, my cold arms
sway in the breeze
as I watch the leaves
carry the warmth away.

We were just this close.
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The Map Screamed Out

2/8/2016

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During the worst of days,
she found her locale to be
lower than the sole of his dusty boot.
During those days,
she felt as splintery
as the sun-dried deck planks
that scraped the dog shit
from the sole of his
dusty boot.
There were increasingly
more of the dry,
splintered-wood,
dust-ladden days.
Her topographical map
began to holler
until she stifled it with
a fully packed, prim parcel,
and watched as it twinkled
in the new day sun.
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