Thursday, August 2, 2012

poems || Keith Higginbotham


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future tsunami
stubborn your humming
you need your
finch crack—loudly


of one one
tickles streets street
that drips
hockey nite maybe
empty sky poems


mountain sister

saw the
pocket skin, a cough:
staff tie;
rise colored of tycoons


jemima

asleep
in astroturf
clothes

messy)
translucent roommate
slipped the sky

dear sex


pop

talking sucks
through, all v8
run with shoes

pancakes mouth
open drunk
with alumni

a thought bed
thighs morning
this this;
ties me to sensitive
movies, in
the crack of 
a nighttime plane 

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