THE GRAHAMS OF MARTHA
the hostess is tired, stab that kind of eye garbage
your mama is a damaged acorn cage
love your palpitation canvas
your eyelid of martha
your sinuses like it when the rain opens;
drink
he is shaving the purple snow
purple flatiron cartoon
the dark condition of the sweater
worm red moon shake the star at me
observe a red train in the christian rain
drink your notebook and maps of boiling laundry
green food baby moon
i like the weather when mountains
are lost cartoons
chinas tutu agitates the light
my train is outside
the snow is mean
chinas tutu eye is a month in your sarcastic heart
be quiet, the damage is on fire
repair your furnace, inhale the sky
outside the kind eye of mother
purple pollution over china
the cloud growls
the president is a biscuit and the jail hates people
tell the dunes to come in
the snow wants his song
my room walks in
your horse is a dark thing in the river
too much that waits for the train
sunlight feels the victory without the strange rain
the carpet dreams how much
drink your fog, the acorn sunlight
donna kuhn 2006
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