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PLEASE DON’T PASS ME BY*

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MURMUR STILL

THE DAY I TAUGHT STARLINGS SOME MOVES TO MURMUR I HAD BEEN TAKING WHITE FLAPPING SHEETS DOWN FROM THE LINE AND I RACED IN THE UNFENCED MEADOW ALFALFA JUST STARTED TO HEAD OUT IF THAT’S WHAT IT IS WHEN IT SMELLS UNEARTHLY LIKE SOME FEET ABOVE THE STARLINGS TURN ON THE WING NOW THERE ARE

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LAUGHING MAN

Clean shirt dear writer within, a white shirt with orange and cherry jam stains, but properly buttoned. You weren’t ready for anything this morning. I wasn’t ready for anything this morning, except a thorough sponge bath out of my new basin that overlaps my lap. My new medicine chest (I have many medicines) arrived this

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LISTEN DON’T LISTEN

HÖRT NICHT ZU Gott du hast mir als Kind aus Wagen hoch oft gehoben. Die Engeln singen alle Mit Trost und Gedanken, du gibst mir nur eine Sprache zu lernen lachest du mir auf mein Eisen Baum so spuck ich in deine Augen! Du bist Ubu ubu ubu und mein Wieb sagt’s dem Hund Quit

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Coming Apart 141

Remember when we say we can never step into the same river twice we acknowledge neither the river or ourselves, are the same changing every moment of every day.  My brain has come, is coming, will come apart any moment since I was poisoned by an “addictionist” last July 19. I know, I say, our

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WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT

  July 14, 2023 FAIR CONTROL My psych understood I was after “fair control,” Understand my pain will never get better. Not ever, only intensity changes. Broken up prose like this might get to be a poem but now I am waiting for four pm and my next flight of meds.I’m in wine valley, though

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WHERE IS

THIS IS WHERE All I want is to disappear suck the disappointments I have made down the vortex never to desire never to want never to make give me pain give me shame give me suffering cry cry cry I have towels to wipe my cringing face It’s dark in this hole but I must

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O is for oxygen

SWEET OXYGEN BLUES I find it hard to breathe (I tell you) I find it hard to breathe I find it hard to breathe (Lord lord) why is it so hard to breathe The words come heavy My words come hard say say My words come heavy with what little breath I breathe I find

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KEEP ASKING or they can’t say yes.

From Facebook I will move this to my website end of day or tomorrow. But want to share my disappointment. I will raise money in any other way I can think of. Currently the show renamed, “look” at lookshow.ca opens in Winnipeg in Video Pool’s “OUTPUT” September 29 or later, and closes November 5th or

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LISTEN HERE SCHAFER STRING QUARTET 10

LISTENING Number 10 “Winter birds” It’s warmer Leonard wherever you are its warmer here than Winnipeg and like a bird on a wire I can’t hear a damn thing   Jake MacDonald I remember Jake. Test test test dictating in threes     OK FIRST A LITTLE BIT ABOUT THE PROCESS I listened to Schafer’s

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