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keeping secrets, a note poem by martha cinader my pussy cat keeps secrets she’s my only true friend …
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The World as We Know is It We Know the World as the World as We Know We Know the World
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It was aggressive but it wasn’t against the Law It was egregious but there was legal precedence It was aggravating but being arbitrated It’s an attitude not an atroCity It’s attenuated not attainable It’s a crewing
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roost with a gun run from sunlight look for a fight forgot how to fly don’t want to know why pray they won’t be prey cry and wait cry and wait too late to cry and wait
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we be free do you see what i free not be you see i what free be me
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all for naught fraught with care don’t be where you knot belong
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i know i go i flow i see i free i me part of whole a soul
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he covers her cage with his rage, takes her song, tells her she’s wrong, weak, shouldn’t speak. she waits long for dawn.
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fresh with still-wet hair spit on my pubescent idea of fair, a wad on my head to add to my dread that he might lash out about a girl as wrong as a protest song
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what is tomorrow? does memory make me? can it break me? am i what was said? was i led to dread? what’s in my head?
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i gave a bug a hug she was here first custodian of the universe. i watered her tree, thanked her for visiting me. we’re friends to the end. it’s war out there. we have to take care of each other.
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Every Word i never said because of dread lives in my jaw reading law books rings in my ears, gives me dirty looks, plays with fear i hold dear.
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a tiny, tiny fly flew by asked do i know how food grows or the cost when the war on insects is lost?
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go to my settings change my post type fix my code select my image click on my address save me
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the Sound Cop signals my brain rides the rails of a squealing train won’t stop
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Food Chain From my window i see hawks nesting high and ducks low. Soon, hawks will be busy feeding babies and only lucky duckies will grow.
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to question why i feel like i serve the computer in my life what is your attachment style to your phone
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to like a stick or a stone can break a bone. a like is a lick on a sugar stick, a tick in a basket of dreams deferred without a word.
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head lines happen daily people pay with paper to read paper convolution rape, retribution foot notes to evolution
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headlines if the tree never felled did any of it happen
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The Train Runs chugging dividends to the very end from its stack while cars fall from the track, doesn’t need water, never looks back or ahead, doesn’t see you, me or the dead.
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i sew a seam to a dream. wind whips my feelings flaps my flag. shedding tears, i’m still here with a hitch and a stitch.
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Cat’s Meow Ducks in a row. Chickens counted. ScapeGoat escaped. Dog my best friend.
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to walk blind, i couldn’t find the open door my mind wouldn’t leave couldn’t conceive more than meets the eye until i tried.
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to dis sew she ate crow know ledge to yous wings sew she sings jar ring rhymes
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Writing wiggly words in a woody world uncurling on pages from trees crossing the seas of our souls riding the rails of slavery telling tales of bravery you and me read We.
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to Rise like the sun bring energy where there was none have some fun before it’s done.
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to Free Leonard how can we be free when we stay apart hide inequality with lies cry crocodile tears for forty eight years?
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activity did doing about to still infinity me
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eventually i wake up with me i see what each kept close while threatening who i be i’m free
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in the dark Morning Bobo’s there. He barks at Deer, Fox, Coyote or Bear. When Sun rises he’ll see Me and wag his tail. We’ll walk together and see our breath in Air.
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alternative to Fungi and Flora had symbiotic interchange when People came. Flowers before pharmacies. They gave us Tradition.
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Everything Breaks it’s not me. but, simple is harder to destroy, and cheaper, and cooler. like a laundry line. now, i’m sorry. i threw away those perfectly good pins. Everything Breaks it’s not me. but, simple is harder to destroy, and cheaper, and cooler. like a laundry line. now, i’m sorry. i threw away those…
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Our Time Collect & Protect Water where YOU are, Now. Feed YOUR soil, Now. Say it Loud. Say it Proud. Choose LIVING.
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to Privacy i miss you. but maybe i never really knew you. was it me? please at least call. you know where to find me. but where are you?
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to Exclusion you say you’re better but you know better you set the stage for rage your actors read from the page you yell fire and hire the ones who run over the ones who run you hand them a gun then have your fun the one who walks with a splash and talks cash
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to withhold you can give and not receive but you can’t take or ask for what is infinitely absent.
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to Hate your infinite ends won’t bend me your beginnings, my departures your means don’t concern what i need to learn you haven’t earned my esteem, nameless and aimless with your anger you won’t rain in my brain you’ll evaporate in delight of sunlight
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Why are women dangerous is blood shame and life death love worn claim reborn many too children
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to Evidence they say you speak for you without a word. how does it feel to be spread open and unheard waiting for a convenient day for those who say to understand you?
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i sleep now without anxious dreams of losing you i’m not flirting anymore you are home i’ll defend you til death do us part
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Aren’t We Natural? Do flies ask why corpses stare at sky while flowers feed on flowing blood? Greed floods the plain. We remain the same, destruction our game; we are the flame and the ash, food for the fruit tree, honey from the bee.
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This Mess is undressed: i choke; you joke that i’m repressed. i am free feminine fury a flurry of feeling feeding a flower of fire. What’s your desire?
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Guilty they say she is not Chicken or Egg Rooster doesn’t defend her Snake slaughters her chicks
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Mother Wanted Mothers have the oldest, bloodiest, riskiest and lowest paid job in the World. We should enjoy tax-free status instead of the institutions that keep us like a guilty secret.
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What You Said you want me to steal what you feel, open a gap, a trap for me to fall from grace my face in your hand.
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April Fool i need someone to help me not to reinvent myself.
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Fathers of Sons they say we take your DNA and put it away when we give you a son. you never leave. we absorb you. it’s not chemistry. it’s got to do with biology.
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to Truth i never met you. i didn’t want to know you. you live in an unmarked grave. i can’t save you now.
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Internal Memo a reminder to everyone who is receiving this message: membership in the corporation requires membership. associate and honorary members are required to uphold the double standard by any means until further notice.
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Love in the Garden me and me are under the tree k – i – s – s – i – n – g and eating juicy apples and laughing cuz they look like breasts and they taste sweet and satisfying.
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Smug you smother me with your hug. your smile finds me wanting. your open hand is a trick. you’re quick to point away. you won’t say. you’ll let it lay just the way you want it.
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to Time you’re not lost. i probe me to find you alive, to robe my children, so they can thrive. you won’t wait; i know. but you won’t go.
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Bull’s Eye you miss the mark. your arrows fly indiscriminately. you are the target. you forgave when no one asked. you forgot when it happened again.
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Duh no one will ask. no one will tell. no one will touch your open hand. there will be no resolution.
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Perpetuity a woman needs a man for a one-night stand. anything else she is told is an old tactic to make it seem like it’s the other way around.
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School you were striking they pretended not to care you went back to playing the Fool for nothing
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You Bought It no refunds. exchange your attitude.
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What’s Funny if everyone laughed and you too can you stop
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Undercover the brother ain’t a lover. his glam and yes ma’am is a scam for your heart to play its part on his stage keeping watch on his rage.
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Strespassed the sea has no borders. waves are above the law. the aftermath of the storm becomes the norm.
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Miss Take i lost time to the daily grind of minding my pain made it rain on childish sunshine hurt what was all mine to love fathers nowhere to be found i am around the thread that binds
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Shower Action i couldn’t discern, without glasses, what sort of bug was trying not to drown, as i would, but falling backward is what killed it.
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Action show your face with the right piece at the right time and put it in the right place.
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Ruminoting i was told what i was told thought what i thought was who i thought i was did what i did they were who they were were who they thought they were did what they thought they should did what they thought they could knew what they thought i should do what they thought…
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What the mirror reflects a broken sculpture mended with sticky memories. i see it’s wrong no, it’s right no, it’s just light.
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My Grain Of… some grist in my brain mill feels the grind of my mind calling attention to tension between what i don’t want to think i am thinking and the uncouth Truth.
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in the Mirror my life looks over my shoulder warns me to be bolder tells me i’m the holder of everything and nothing. i was i am i will be me.
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Fault Line it’s all mine. i’ve kept it. no one else wanted it. my breasts were too big. my butt was too wide. i had a bad attitude. i chose to respect myself but it was a mistake. i had a choice. i shouldn’t have done that. it turns out that i didn’t anyway.
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Pretend tell me you’ll mend me into being. wear me ’til you soil me. pour bleach on my blemishes. wring out my tears. leave me hanging on the line. let the wind whip me and carry my questions away.
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Interdiction you’ll find me on deep discount in the bargain basement with books of old jokes. my name was changed to a comedy of errors so i didn’t know when it was my turn. i could burn.
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Rage daddy was mean mommy played along the song of ages people in cages real as the feel of the steal of steel bars enough handcuffs for all who disagree with whoever sees god in the mirror
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Whipped Same time. Same Race. A horse beating itself doesn’t believe it’s dead.
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ExCiLlusionist if you’re a two percenter in anything you’re either special or special, hard to get along with or have a hard time, or both. what’s your specialty?
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Beware the Preacher your prison bars wilt with our Guilt. nothing’s the same without Shame. where you gonna point now that we’re gone? how you gonna get along?
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Scapenote you’re together cuz of me. you deserve each other’s company. leave my head. i’m sending a well-fed goat in my stead.
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to Me Too i was an escaped caged-bird flying confused, full-speed, into an invisible window. i was dazed when you, and you and you and you, picked me up and pretended to mend my wings and told me not to sing cuz my song was all wrong. i have my own cage now, and keep…
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to IT of course you’re obvious even though no one mentioned you to me i should have seen you even though you are invisible
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to Divorce Children will want to Stay where a Soul can Play.
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to Wed ’til death of the heart do us part the shopping cart.
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Dismissal i told the rat in my basement that he had to go. he told me that he was leaving anyway, cuz he’d been living off the unanswered questions lying around everywhere. But, now i don’t ask any more.
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to Deflect i look for me in the dark night. what do i see? a fire. a liar burns, twists and turns in the light, points and screams shame, tells me i’m the same. i turned the lock. don’t knock. don’t promise a better day. run away.
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to Devalue you hold her of be you tea eye am knot your moos to con fews with comp laments.
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Court of Love Judge Jude says: be true to your self or love is a lie.
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to: the Swan i’ve had PTSD ever since you attacked me, then trapped me with a name. i’m not playing that game. from, not Leda anymore or a whore.
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to Throat don’t choke. spit out Truth. let in fresh air.
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Horse Race i was constrained in a race i couldn’t win by interlocutors betting i was trained to stay on track, but i dropped the reins and the load on my back. now i gallop in the wind without sin, a sign, or a finish line.
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Court of Love fake futures trading is legal but not lovable
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Meaning Silence Freedom to fill the void with answers, while imprisoned in an unspoken lie hiding in place without a face.
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to Mighty Man You use a girl in distress as a reason to kill; change your face; forget where you had no place and now don’t want to be or see; hand her a bitter pill; promise a better day. Prey.
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to Butter Get a plate. I’m a hot potato. You will drop me. Smother me, then. We won’t last. Repast.
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Court of Love Judge Jude says: Don’t be a rude driver. Obey the rules Fool. Don’t ride pride over love. Proceed with care. All is fair.
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Court of Love we used to play. now i pay. you had me caged in silent rage. let me count the ways 365 days. now i smile. it’s been a little while.
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Bend in the Road i am a light beam. my curve is sculpted by the gravity of memory.
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