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once we jumped a fence and walked through a church in the dark on our way to something boring. i intercepted; i think we were caught by the police but i don't remember. what i remember is the imagery, and how vivid it was and how i was given enough color for at least 10 poems just from that night.

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remember the walk we took
through somebody's garden
each of us eyeing
the statues and stones
juxtaposed in the midst
of endemic botanicals
and imported roses
from paris and rome.
i held your hand and sighed
which means, supposedly, "if only".

recall when we felt Fall
and identified Autumn
in a scholastic town
filled with professors of prose
when everything rhymed conveniently
by it's ending
and no one thought twice if it did
with the words "no" and "nose".

when saints were saints
and stars were stars
and magicians did their tricks with cards
and lived in apparent site on the hill
where mountain lions stopped to strike
and instigate awe and chill
and remember when you lived in me
for days after we slept
like phosphorous in octopi arms
free and so well-kept.

when time was not to recollect
but to play with like porcelain
to make trees like elephants
with trunks profound and grand
and we moved to france
particularly so we could say
"terrible" and mean the most, the best,
and not the world at its end.

your eyelashes caught dewey things
sleep and snow and dust
spiderwebs and silly/tender string
the fragrance of hope and trust.
but broke off in a frozen dream
of winter and so we must
part at the gates we built ourselves
and slept to forget we did

and i hope you find the note inside
your stomach that i hid
and i hope you find the kiss inside
your mouth i farewell bid.
and make with no copyright
or trademark like a man
but versus, instead, transform something,
sandcastle by wind
or make a flute out of your spine
or recall my name over a cliff
like the warrior israelites on
mount mesada did.

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from mixtape​:​:​the ghetto mixtape, released March 1, 2008

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