Please give me something,
because someday I might know
my heart. Know my heart.

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The real test isn’t
measuring potential, but
what you do with it.

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Conversation in
this era: chatting with back
of phone or laptop.

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Convention abuzz
with ideas and intros
through the corridors.

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Except kill insects,
produce a Y chromosome
or laugh at this verse.

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Whether it’s the cost
of goods, the betting line, or
the rain, we’re all doomed.

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You be the one who
smiles and plays nice. And I’ll be the
the complete bastard.

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Rash of heat subsides
as autumn breezes in the
back door with a grin.

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Narrator explains
through car speakers, nearly drowned
out by sirens’ wail.

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You can’t tell someone
invaded this space, save for
dark ghostly footprints.

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Tough new deadbolt goes
in, while the broken lock sits
on the piano.

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The memory test
begins. What’s missing? What’s left
behind? Think, think, think.

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Clothes strewn about. Bits
of glass in crunchy heap. All
touched by stranger’s hands.

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He came by bike to
smash his way into a man’s
(once secure) castle.

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Hilltop outcrop holds
cultured fish swimming in a
pond unto itself.

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