Nursing the lazy retina

Sloping eyes are hills
at the city dump; I want
to lick the corners.

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A cup of coffee from 20 years ago

An old empty room.
Where monitors display us,
dust accumulates.

The air, the light, the past and the future

Everything is
recording us, but no one
watches anymore.

Beam

The moon comes crashing
in needing money. It's drunk
and getting drunker.

...

A mother, a goose,
runs fast after her children,
screaming bad fables.

...

In a world where ducks
don't sit, you're a sitting duck.
And you can't get up.

...

If you weren't a mouse
pulling thorns from lions' feet,
the grass would still grow.

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This is how it works:
You're the peanut gallery,
I'm the elephant.