Poems by abracadabra

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  • Ugh. I should have known.
    It has been heaving itself upon me all day...

  • Purple was there first
    in the thudding darkness...

  • It's my birthday
    I'm in my bathtub...

  • Tonight, while my children sleep,
    I'll walk out of the house...

  • I write things,
    things that...

  • Tocks. (2)

    On-ly-clocks-work-
    Jul-ians-Dan-iels-Jims-and-Petes-work...

  • Mellowing (2) 3

    For some, it starts with tea.
    Tea slows you. You wait...

  • If I were to swing high above you,
    black hair flying...

  • If I were to
    mint the minutes...

  • Self (2) 1

    I was once made mute
    By the question...

  • Said tree to its shade:
    You pester me with your drifts...

  • Muse (1)

    I was writing a poem
    about a congregation leaving church...