By Amy Simone Piller
That the Prospect Park ducks returnis a wonder. Once, in a botched attemptat a romantic pavilion sittinga spring bringing kissing sessionderailed by the smell of rottingdrops of alcohol is molding bottles—parties to which I would never be privy(sheltered by roves—the blessing of work hours)a duck ambled bymissing its beak.
How terribly disturbingits bared tongueits homeless homeits [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
Paradise is to the desertas an oasis is to a therapy patient/a bored child to uselessness.
The existence of an analogythe happenstance of a desiredoes not fulfill need.
A complimentary colordoes not make two things match.
The history of the individualthe psyche we built of a pastdoes not come in pairs.
Solutions are challenging.
If the existence [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
AnimaliaChordataReptiliaSquamataScleroglessiaVaranidaeVaranusV. konodonesislives with the privilege of no predatorson its island.
With saliva made of pathogensthe world is a feast.
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By Amy Simone Piller
My body was yoursonce. I felt so littleyour handsdrove my fathers stick shift,could move me swift, one armedand trying to championthe art of frozen vegetablesyou too, youngwith mystery,attempting authoritylike jumping waves.
The ocean roarsof unknown,sand pipersscurrying its edgecrab crabbingthe border or safety.
What else is there of todaybut intention?
If only we had wingsfor skirmisheswith what [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
Caffeine is enjoyablewhen you are wide awake,well rested,unneeded.When tired,caffeine is chaos.
Why must what we need always be hard,and what we want so unnecessary?
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By Amy Simone Piller
That naughty piece of hairyou noticedis sticking up again;hydrogen bonds too crave attention.
Carry on miniscule elementsamalgamate my desire
to be seen.
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By Amy Simone Piller
On the phoneyou say not to let my issues get me.
This feels like cakein front of a kid with a weight problem.
Not that the problems are weighty,just that my eyes are bad.
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By Amy Simone Piller
If you were told to hold up the skyWould you do it quickly, willingly comply?Or would you have something else to do,Burdens common, the greatest seeming undue?
And would it be heroic to walk away?Not to worry oneself day after day?Why take on more strife just to gripeWhen the world spins on regardless anyway?
Whose skies do [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
Everyday is beautiful;everything will change.Every moment has its magic,can it be sustained?
Streams are born in mountains,fountains born in form,delirious deciduousness, forever is forlorn.
Parameters are built,experience is mad,hopefulness is predicatedon never having had.
Meadows have many colorsthe sky can just reflectbuildings try to touch its thresholdbut never can connect.
How low on the [...]
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By Amy Simone Piller
By the docks on Third Avenueyou try to teach meto drive stick.
Twice into third gearI switchedwhen you confidently prodded metowards greater Brooklyn.
You sat faithfully casual by my sideuntil a bus turned too wideand I had to reverse,stalled insteadimmediately criedwith you shouting to turn backon the carto shift againthe bus horn [...]
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