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1. How to occupy an entire table till your friends get there

Be as large as you can.

And some don't even pretend to be non-violent.

Hibernation

How does one keep a dozing blog awake?

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Reflective love

Always on the brink

Calm, smiling.

Testing.

Patience, love

Pools, glinting,

Reflective love.

Giving in,

Standing on the brink

yet giving in, wink

Brink, not now, now again

Blink, gone again

and back,

Reflective love.

Love, soft

patience, touching glass.

Clink.

Soft sounds on glass tips

Rim, smiling

rounded, glinting

Clink. Touch.

Yes, reflective.

You, more.

More.

Love. Reflective.

Jungle

It's summer around these parts, and the jungle has seen many stories.



Kinara just found the jungle. He is relieved; he's been looking for it all his life.



Savera feels the summertime beating on her shoulders, so she drapes the jungle around them carefully.



Humbug believes that the jungle is an imaginary place, because no one he knows lives there.



Jeera feels hot and bothered without the jungle. It helps him stay happy.

gauri

misfits

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Tip out the contents.

Scrutinize, then turn pages carefully

Don't shake a single drop

Burning throat for comments

Glassful, tipful, eyeful

soil magnify

Bits, dust

Rust

Scrambled soil

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Bodily video

Cut body parts

scrumbs, crumbs

frontal lobe

smashed shirt red pulp

tip glass

forgot

forgotten

rings, blood in maddening gold

confusing, stones and kidney ring

hands holding

but actual skin to skin, lines on lines

aunt says no,

aunt says yes

Scroll into

into, more spent

spent, dead sparrows

freakish darting

one stuck in your throat

bones, investments in hard calcium cash

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land on feet

on hands

farm yourself into earth

sow fingers into

into, more

fantastic shapes

darting, stitching

sifting bodily

screwing

seeping

seething

dripping

heaving

daunting

lifting

dying

three more lives

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down under, your last

breath is earth

cold

hard shell snake fingers

rum baked on a wrong day

date

time

nose

toes stuck

luck out

fast, hard and twenty times

spent toes, spent

Luck, hard, cruel

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I don't know what to draw with.

i don't want you, ink, liquid, thick nib mouth, dribbling greased lines, flowing homeless

i don't want you, tight, prissy, thick ink and stark square, stubborn and slow drying

i don't want you, needle point-narrowed, single point and thin scream, squeaky line

i don't want you, watery line, unintentionally fluid, dilute, careful

i don't want you, sinewy, smiling, confident, infinite line, no blotches

i don't want you, distracted stubble, attractive still, in all your disinterested glory, pencil line

i don't want you, thin, bright happy ink, eager, wide-eyed and sharp

i don't want you, drawling crumble, careless smudge, charcoal line

i don't want you, childish, gleeful line, scribbling, crying, sudden laughter

i don't want you, faint cynicism, grim, stretched face, rotring line

i don't want you, powdery, soft, comforting homely line

maybe you should pick me today, and not I you.

Forgetting

aero

things to send to a lover

ear things

separate and consume.

Memories that are all stuck together like old jujubes in plastic boxes.

Now the yucky green one has gotten fused with the

yummy orange one, my favourite, but now one of six sides

of the orange one will be more green than all orange.

to boss me around

.

The pineapple slacker

The rules, the roots in criss-cross boughs.

Give me my money back, this tin

is misshapen.

Don't make a fuss, your boughs are

numbered.

Mine aren't, waiting's my only chance

for a flight out of here.

Newton forgot the Pine,

And I can't be blamed for it.

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Chewy like mild wombat afternoons,

Chewy, like tinned carelessness,

slacker.

Twenty roots criss-cross on yellow.

Boughs of sweet nothings

Tangled in a sour hug.

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