Poems by abracadabra

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  • This body is not for me, no.
    It lets me sigh in it, and laugh with it, and...

  • Soup (1)

    My mind swims in a soup
    Of words and decisions...

  • Today, the day has been like my carpet,
    Gray and worn and flat...

  • At the gates outside
    stands a dark thin man...

  • Now she's going to jump.
    We watch her make up her mind...

  • Heaving knowledge
    in crisp, convenient packets...

  • It rained heavily during the night, and in the...
    Fine men and women saw the puddle and thought it a...

  • (Hostess. The word is a witching whisper.
    It rustles like a silk dress...

  • There, caught
    twisted like a...

  • Muse (1)

    I was writing a poem
    about a congregation leaving church...

  • Hey now
    come take my hand...

  • Searching can be a pastime,
    But lately time passes so quickly...