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Patrick White
I’M Not Thinking When I’M Trying To
Waterlilies Soon And A Pleiku Of Dragonflies
At Peace With The Sadness Of My Solitude
Lady In The Rain Surfing Her Excess Dopamines
Music On The Wind Even In The Ashes Of The Sky Burial
Been Down This Road So Long
Shape Of Desire. Hurt One. Lost. Holiness, Grieving
Poetry Isn’T A Salve I Put On My Burns
Because I’Ve Become Aware Of
Because I’Ve Become Aware Of
I Could Always Tell When Your Eyes Had Touched Something
And In That Moment The Stars Come Down To Earth
I Can Hear Crying All Over The Earth Tonight
I Can Hear Crying All Over The Earth Tonight
Three Years Out Of Four
This Or That Delusional Choice
In A Darkened Room
The Blue Dawn Comes
Stars Tonight And The Train Whistles Just Passing Through
Acutely Aware Of The Onceness Of Life
In The Moment Before Silence Breaks Water
I Could Never Remember You In Garish Pacific Sunsets
In The Straight Up Building Across The Street
Putting A Little Finesse In My Solitude
Someone Took The Grey Day Like A Dirty Rag
Don’t Try To Force Me To My Knees To Pay Homage
The Dust On The Window No Less Part
A Nick Of The Moon
The River An Old Waltz On The Dance Card Of The Stars
O, Yes, The Stillness Comes All In One Wave, One Caress
Blue Comet Of A Peacock Dragging Its Tail
This Far From Shore, The Night An Oceanic Emotion
The Dark Silence You Embodied
A Moment In The World, With No Regret
Too Disaffected To Wear The Mask Of A Wizard
The Sun Puts My Eyes Out Like A Star In Too Much Light
If You’Re Not Walking On The Waters Of Your Own Mind
Life’s A Sloppy Business, Daughter
Asked What I Wanted To Be I’ll Say
Voices In The Labyrinth
I See The New Moon Of A Black Pearl
Serious As A Bell, Deep As A Housewell, I Was Young
Lost And Broken, Lonely Hour Of The Night
Staring Into The Future
A Paint Rag Of The Masterpiece I Used To Be
If I Were A Poem You’D Be The Last Line That Eluded Me
I’Ve Seen What Can Happen To People In Life
My Stomach Is A Man Gingerly Walking Across Quicksand
Silence, Most Eloquent Ghost Of My Oceanic Emotions
In The Ceaseless Silence
Time To Stop Dying And Praise The Sky
Wilder Times Than We Thought They Were In The Moment
Yes, I Left You, Crying In The Nude Like Inspiration
I Still Believe The Pursuit Of Earthly Excellence
I Belong To An Invisible Cult Of The Air
The Words Make It Sound Breezy
I’D Rather Learn To Sing From The River And The Wind
I Was Thinking About Absurdity, The Unnamed Muse
If You Look Upon A Puddle Of Starmud As A Degenerate Third Eye
Another Lightning Strike Diverted From The Oak A Moment
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