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JUMP

I love a fucking rush.
And so I had some hopes.
Last ticks on my list,
If that would fit.
Dive with White sharks
Jaws snapping.
Their
Jagged teeth
A split second from
Dismembering me.
I wanted to dive
Down in a glass casket
Stare in
Crocodilian eyes.
Watch them
Calculate and measure
Where
To bite to best
Take their pleasure.
Jump out of a plane
And flip a coin
On the chute
Straddle a Ducati
Wrapped tight
In leather
On a crowded street.
I wanted to dive
Off high cliffs
Into the roiling sea
Become a monster
Or a madwoman,
If only I am free.
Feel real fear
Eat my mortality.
Take into me
My frailty
But after I met you,
I learned what great
Heights really feel like
The terror
Euphoria
Strange, that.
All I had to do
Was feel like this.
I think I trust you.
So I’m just
Waiting for you
To lean toward me
And whisper
“I’ve got you…
Jump.”

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D. A poem for Damien Echols

If you don’t know who Damien is, look him up. I sent this poem to him years ago, when he was still on death row. As a thank you, he was kind enough to write me a poem in return. I still cherish that letter, along with all the rest of them that I received. We don’t speak anymore, really. Shame, I miss him. But I think I bring back memories of prison, so I don’t begrudge him for moving past it.

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One shine crow

tilts and follows.

Oil wings folded

Tight, forward, down.

Hope holds you

In gold sequined feet.

Pull up, black eyes,

and fly.