In the driveway was / always a gasoline pool, / waiting for a match. #haiku

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Summer on the porch / a gnat in my wine becomes / a gnat in my mouth

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The robin droppings / are mines on the cracked sidewalk. / The robins, valkyries

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Wind rustles / the papers, unburying / my old oak desk

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White-gray, gray shadows / Make smoke-snakes across her face / And on the ceiling

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Singing a new song / Keeping all the words secret / No one needs to know

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A secret lightning / to firefly lovers below / but they never land

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Bourbon is not gold / Tonight I die by amber / Tomorrow by gold

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