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You are more than just pounds of meat
More than working muscle and skin
I wake only to see your face
All I have is solid hope for that grin

You are more than a primitive animal
More than hair on a somber hide
There is a special glow radiating
Shining from a place inside

You amount to more than the atoms
Meandering throughout magical matter
Please tell me what led you to believe our ideas
Would boil down to pointless chatter?

I would gladly rip my flesh
Endure the darkest agony
It would show you the love I feel
Is much more than biology
More than a chemical reaction
u're a ***** a mile away from my two hands
& I live inside u
still the beach is closer to the player piano submerged         in the ***** water
where Hamlet plays to the undersea creations of the simple-minded
thoughtful Beatle's fan on the island                       w/ the monsoons
overcoming the bleached sand;
I can see u in the grass hut                looking                                       ­       like
Lana Turner in the mirror
                                                          ­           but where were the mothers
                                                         who still want abortions years later
                 don't leave yellow                                                 plastic bottles
in the sand; throw ur gf in the sand instead
the yellow river dwindles                                                     in the war zone
where butchers flee                           to their slaughterhouses seeking safety
from the butchers in the streets
                                                                ­    until there are no streets;
red carpet              bombs away to the cinema,
the coffee cup sadly                       sho      ved where silent
cracks are larger than the Milky Way's discarded stars;
her mother sunbathes on the roof & that
                   guy on the twentieth floor
                                                            has been snapping her picture for years; from Brownie to Polaroid to Nikon to digital the best shots are w/ his phone; I wonder                          if she knows the stranger  
                                                      ­                                     on the 20th floor knows where her strawberry mole            
                                                                ­     is & how many
hairs its grown;
he's got her in  a yellow string bikini in the summer of 1969
verb vərb/
noun                                      GRAMMAR
noun: verb; plural noun:                  verbs
1.
a word used to describe
an action, state,
or occurrence,            and                         forming        the               main                                
                            ­   part
of the predicate of a sentence,
such as hear, become,                       happen.
verb
verb: verb;             3rd person present:                       verbs;                              past tense:
verbed;                     past participle:               verbed;
gerund or present participle:                                                      ­  verbing
1.
use (a word that is not conventionally
used as a verb, typically a noun) as a              verb.
"any English noun can be verbed,
                                   but some are more resistant than others"
Origin: late Middle English: from Old French verbe
or Latin verbum ‘word, verb.’verb:                                                      ­                   ob·sess əbˈses/verb
                                         obsess; 3rd person present:               obsesses;
past tense: obsessed; past participle:                                         obsessed;
gerund or present participle:                                      obsessing
preocc­upy or fill the mind of (someone)
continually, intrusively,                         and             to   a   troubling      
        extent.
      "he was obsessed                           with the theme          of                      
  death"
synonyms: preoccupy,                be uppermost
in someone's mind, prey                                   on someone's mind,
on,          possess,           haunt,              consume,                          plague,
torment, hound, bedevil, beset, take                                      control of,
control, take over, have a hold on, rule,
eat up,                                                              ­   have a grip on, grip
"being thin is obsessing her"
be fixated on/upon,                                             be preoccupied with,
be possessed by, be consumed with/by                               (thoughts of),
                                     an obsession with;
be infatuated with,                                        be besotted with,
be smitten with;
informal: have a thing about/for,                                            be hung up
about/on, have it bad for
                              "he was obsessed with his roommate's sister"
(of a person) be preoccupied with or
                                                           constantly
worrying about something.
"her husband,                     who is obsessing about the                                  wrong she has  
                        done him"
Origin: late Middle English                                                     (in the sense
                                        ‘haunt, possess,’
referring to an evil spirit):                                               from Latin obsess-
‘besieged,’ from the verb obsidere, from ob-
opposite’         +                sedere ‘sit.’                                                     The current sense dates
from the late 19th century.
don't let the kids eat crayons
but it's okay                  to let them do drugs;
don't let the dog                       bite the baby
but it's okay for the baby to bite
the dog & the cat won't put up w/
the brat & moves
in next door
the three girls whose faces are painted                         on the bathroom wall are not real people although they can speak;
                         I don't let the dark                     bleed into daylight like an               ink stain from god's fountain pen;
u'll never get out of it alive                            it out but the life
on distant planets have                   no solution to the problem;        so don't                              bother to ask why               set                   they can't write poetry
it just ****** them off;       time                                       no substitute
take advantage of the young teacher in the park                              when no one's looking      she's looking at u;               do the dimensional        no single                      wave & send her flying up  the      chimney;
JooE                                                 the house has remained             for ages at a stand still we are the only things        tingling                                        tha­t grow;                on the surface of        the           ground
the world is aflame
so I couldn't explain anything
not a single atom
that happens in outer space;
NASA & its scientists
want to know a       why so much blood
                                                           & wounding
                way to get off the planet & keep running;
Molly Crabapple has my attention
to end war for all time;
war & weapons &
hate all combine
                                                in a nasty way as time
                                                                                                 unfolds forever
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