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Next show Friday, July 24 “Haymaker Records Showcase Party” @ recordBar (KC, MO)
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poem for new york
driving fast on the FDR
how you walk down the street this is my walk boom boom boom
are they models? they look like models.
pierogies at veselka
rapid conversations hands hands and then you couldn’t believe it she said.
no, what i’m saying is about identity she said with a toothy smile……how are you in each moment fully yourself?
slice of pizza at 12:30am matt and I walking the lower east side and the streets still crowded. cool nite air still don’t need a sweater taking it to the subway a little girl asleep on her dad’s shoulder.
walking with friends all day – getting into it. heavy and light conversations all of it awareness new levels -we’re like oak trees in the middle of our life big leafy branches swinging around now with confidence and what’s next? the constant motion of this city I saw a woman completely…
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Show Poem: At best I accommodate the leaving… July 12/ Evansville, IN / PG #SchwervonPoetry

Disturbed by
The over use of the word love
Extraordinary emotional moment
Something escapes me slowly
With no reason or pattern
At best
I accommodate the leaving
Hide the dying fly
With a cup of coffee
Biscuits and gravy
Half empty Sirachi bottle
Addicted to pretzel shapes
And cheap nuts
Busy hiring others
To promote your lack
Of promotion
Slicing through mountains
Bleeding boulders
Pouring dreams out
From the trunk of our car
Drunk tweeting
I’m so old
I don’t give a fuck
Bullshit you’re better than that
My people!
Waking up at 8 going to bed at 5
The under use of the word love
We’re not just running a business here
We’re fighting a war
We are building a life
It would be so easy
To just take the medicine
Connect the dots
Punch te click
But
Something has to change
It might as well be us
We support the change
We spear the fish
And then we spead the love
All around
Like peanut butter
My friends!
We dance close
We get it on us
And then we
Spead it around
We share
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