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Recent Poems sent back to me.

writing as the son of
 virginia what a miracle
  having transferred shared
   circumstances like first
     and last names after place
       is what we are shaped with
        and when in due time true
          food is revealed as being
           made with chemistry better
             living than ever longer is
               why we bring our own
                away from home

for Virginia in Houston, TX (vegan in cattle country)

   writing and pseaking
   are callings
   unto tHemselves
   very mucH as in
   tHe first line
   wHere speaking
   acquired a prefix
   befitting tHe magic
   and focus you are
   using wielding
   and being all
   called equally
   to tasks tHat
   cant be completed
   we settle into
   routines tHat
   potentially
   approacH tHe
   totality

for Becca

   xxx (i know but it's visually there, right? um i wrote that. that's why it's in parenthesis)
   the fallen wall
   was far enough away from near
   leewayforgotten
   train is not missed
   but there is indeed nobody on it over the
   ocean though those trains across the
   sea are defiant
    of physics with its
      limitations praying
         for worship xxxxxx
            reurned ambivalence
                because Vanessa i
                  share ferociously
                     every single little
                       t
                         h
                           o
                              u
                                 g
                                     h             left wordless
                                          t           by coincidence

for Vanessa

   the sound of
    i though typewriters
     were public enough
      in the everybody
        every mind uses
         language and the same
          sacred space inside
           inside our mouths between
            tongues and the walls
             are not necessarily
              the xxxxx proper
               place for papers
                able to speak as
                 clearly as we are

for Meyshe

   aaron fathoms distance
   says it reminds her how
     we got there as far as
   possible from our origin
   all of it at once the
   self similar first
     things first word
      worship it
       this actually
        existing isnt
         everything isnt
          everything at
           least as
            unlimited
             as whats
              holding
               us in

for Aaron

   So our own words
   aren’t enough to
   learn for they 
   the teacher
   people who
   use an
   insistence
   on accuracy
   absolutely
   fails the
   nature of
   language
   which like
   all other forms
   of light times
   life will like
   we do originate
   and end in the
   sun total of all knowing
   you have a
   whole life
   to express
   that feeling
   which cannot be taught or graded

for Gina

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