Another Flock of Twitter Poems

Steampunk then tumble dry.
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Dad:
pull my finger
hilarious.
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clank
of pennies
in pocket
little things
weigh me down.
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Reassembling
my day
pieces missing.
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Best poems
rise from cracks
in sidewalk.
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old
before
old
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rain
gathers
small corner
sky
curtain.
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My muse
drives me
around the city
blindfolded.
Walk home.
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His eyes
were bigger
than her bikini.
===

Researching Roach genealogy
putting out
feelers.

[one of my surnames]
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Named Chastity
more intent
than actuality.
===

Though missing
its midsection
still called a bridge.
===

mumbled words
counted beads
mark time.
===

Revision
text
slimmer.
===

Drizzle:
earth lightly tapped
awake.
===

A bank of clouds
invests in earth:
fog.
===

Fourth down
Special teams
I’ve been bufelmd.
===

bird feeder
fuels
squirrel acrobatics
===

I’ll tickle
your fancy
if you’ll say
where it is.
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