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William B. 追跡（する）
 
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William B. 追跡（する）





Four poems, five minimalist poems










         
The Wedding of Candles



                   Blue 星／主役にするs 注ぐ through the stained-glass windows.

                   Between the gentle shepherd and a lamb

                   In one window

                   A 星／主役にする walks to your 隠す.

                   The walk of love is 勇敢に立ち向かう for those

                   Afraid we were spun

                   From the 武器 of an undying,

                   Unliveable sun.  At night

                   My dark heart 続けざまに猛撃するs to think of forever,

                   The river of light

                   We 約束 your father.

                   When you walk the beautiful way of the candles

                   Perfect leaves form in the 空気／公表する

                   Small as 手渡すs

                   Made of the candlelight.

                   The 解雇する／砲火／射撃 I love moves in each vein.  I know

                   The forever I sing will not be long

                   In the 支店s of your 炎上-gold tree.





                              
収穫 Birthday



                   The 推論する／理由 for this poem is to explain

                   some curiosities of the sun for a boy's first birthday.

                   Your cutting teeth are the sun.  Either of your 膝s

                   and both of them together are the sun.

                   The sun is headbones, fishers in the 長，率いる,

                   and your mother is the sun.  The snow, the 星／主役にするs

                   are from one 原子.  Your father is an 辛勝する／優位 of drifting

                   snow by the forest.  The 支店s wear jackets of ice

                   in the 支持を得ようと努めるd.  When you move through,

                   the ice becomes water.  減少（する）s 落ちる,

                   when they are ready, like 激しい fruit,

                   cascading the darker 空気／公表する with seeds of light.

                   And the 収穫

                   Is a jubilee of rivulets

                   In the sun melting into the sun.




                
                              
Sibyl Transient



                  When I notice the interminable, efficient

                  meshing of the gears of things,

                  the way 航空機 arrive 安全に

                  more often than you might 推定する／予想する them to,

                  the way (a)手の込んだ／(v)詳述する contrivances like refrigerators

                  turn themselves on and off 定期的に for years

                  without giving anyone much trouble,

                  it occurs to me that entire 集まりs of people

                  are painlessly relocating themselves at any given second,

                  and that now, for instance,

                  someone is sitting next to Sibyl on a train,

                  or waiting in a 駅／配置する,

                  推定する／予想するing nothing but the impersonal, typical 状況／情勢

                  of 存在 in 輸送 with a stranger,

                  and sitting 静かに, doing nothing, 準備するing to make small talk,

                  they are enjoying the last moment

                  ever to be remembered as familiar

                  or associated with any previous experiences.





     
There Are Friendships That End



                    There are friendships that end

                    Like the slamming of a keyboard cover on the 手渡すs.

                    Telephone friendships

                    Tied by thin wires.

                    競争 friendships (you hope he fails,

                    He hopes you die.)  共同s 存在する

                    の中で 平和的な 国民s which are

                    A lobbing 支援する and 前へ／外へ of live 手りゅう弾s -

                    Yet on the news just now

                    I saw two 兵士s kill a man

                    And walk off arm-in-arm.













                                                         
                                
Minimalist Poems







       
Pure Beauty



            There are two red french horns playing inside the word "cherry."







自殺



Revolver bell terrible.







In Memory of My Father



 You 手渡す out the bells in heaven when 古代の 閣僚s have been 打ち明けるd.





Self-portrait


 Square 解雇する／砲火／射撃.







 Flashlights


The poets have the land of their fingernails and 神経s.













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