you wanted me
to be soft and sweet. safe
but i came out all hard
and tough to swallow
you broke your teeth
on me. tasted blood
i left the leash and collar
snagged upon your
fence. i ran with all i
got. body mind spirit
guts
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felt pretty bad being alive and all
an accident stopped them from running around
trying to hustle up enough money as they had done their whole life
they listened to all the yearning all the reaching
inside it was like a waterfall
they got to see what was underneath
all this ruthless behavior
it felt pretty bad but not as bad as the broken bones
they let the water pound them into oblivion
a lightness overcame them
no longer a body
a spirit
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withstanding
hunted on the hills
san francisco
hunted under the el tracks
lake street. chicago
hunted by the exes
by childhood
living in the shadows
of my memories
god gave me the spirit
i could not summon
on my own
to withstand
anything
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the sun shines everywhere
the out and down
rather fuck off and get high
in the broke part of town
throw green glass
be with someone you know
or don’t know don’t matter
you feel about the same
watching sunlight move
rather spirited yet
empty #katyamills
one twenties
under the lights
the supermodel shows well
then backstage draggin on
Slims 120s
lambasts the makeup girl
for missing her
mole. you can conceal yourself
airbrush awhile
the spirit likes to watch
you exhale. it all goes up
in smoke
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spirits!
the spirits. in the spaces between
apart and far from
hemmed in
they sway in unison
with and out of synch
then
pressure to force it came upon the fooled
and forgotten
the spirits. they swayed in the fields
like tomorrow as was
yesterday
emergenc.y
my thoughts spoke for themselves my
feelings could scarcely be
contained
any time of triumph of the spirit
appeared
rather sloppy and
unsophisticated
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untitled
our best work comes
when we are not conscious
when the passage of time
cannot be mapped
the best is so often
a surprise
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