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2 Poems for Jackson MacLow


the pilot light wish list

light as light in subfreezing ripstop ... 
after all this new night that's all unanimously green light ... 
on shortfall can leave in extremely higher surprise ... 
is something bright in aging earthtimes seized a carousel radio ... 
which ended wilth feature midnight candle's window, soft over aging peace ... 
in the laser deceleration slightly showing his modest bell ringer, a name he danced ... 
activly, closed for future composite to the pilot light wish list ...
light was stable that the quietest sentence left during the rumbling voice ... 
directly the (garden) of the square sphere huddled together a chorus of intelligence ... 
fireworks on a smooth, tough gazette spirt behind our stone wall ... 
will save technologies at the top of a doorway, and you'll have some match-making ...
nudges almost changing on the daily distance in the real ... 
festive drift to staring at the dark propelling after adorned with special meaning ...
represents a spotlight filled from a touch from results that rarely ... 
put us in the top and we'll probably start there next year ...


will save this one for later.
Get the light stanza

"I Believe the Spoken Agency in the light. The critical text of the lamp scraps compiled a floater in the Reflection. What remains arises from the stanza Inside the carnage brought to Contemplation O head hid in the night."

"reality surviveS Needles As quick and found knotted and I couldn't ask for distance on a city being first."

"A lot of play In the narrator asks the bird for "anti-immigrant" Home sing-a-long Yet only the world unanswered with the power to guess good light under two minutes smartly to write."

It looks stopped in the final VOYAGE of that Muddle enticed the end of the stanza.


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