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Matthew Woodward

 

Six Untitled Poems

 

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By madness I mean ten thousand cranes had flown above me then like every river in alaska had suddenly up and grown wings and went off

 

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Two trains approach clark and lake at the same speed except one train has stopped  it has stopped because it is tired it is tired because it has cancer and its passengers are people and people are the only known causes of cancer. The train is dreaming that is it moving. that is why is has stopped.

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lay face down in a crawl space and scream hallelujah to yourself. scream until you are sick in the heart

 

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She was like a woman from a black and white movie who had come to harvest a field eaten alive by fire    still humble and still obliged to burn. She would fall to her knees the same way rain fell to the fields.

 

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he went on thinking about nothing in particular because if it is all the same now then it could never had been and different   like he had buried coyotes under an eden he would never have to know.    one has no rights.
one is a product. rights are for people to have over products.    there are no more peolple. and your eyes are foreign and watering in the asphalt
the black at your feet there like you had always been falling