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  1. sins

    February 15, 2011 by Mathew Ferguson

    the unforgivable sins of today
    are so few

    soon the only unforgivable sin
    will be not trying some of them

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  2. fearful tribes

    February 5, 2011 by Mathew Ferguson

    turns out those fearful tribes were right about the photographs
    and the stealing of the soul

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  3. iced

    May 25, 2010 by Mathew Ferguson

    plastic roses stuffed in the toaster
    and a flamenco dancer waiting anxiously in the corner
    waiting for her cue

    a tiny tiny bell sitting in the freezer
    iced over and useless
    just
    like
    your
    heart.

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  4. you do

    April 30, 2010 by Mathew Ferguson

    do you have that fear
    when they glance away
    you might disappear?

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  5. craft people

    April 2, 2010 by Mathew Ferguson

    I am made of plastic,
    Paddle-pop sticks and glue.
    She is made of rubber,
    Coat-hangers and glitter.
    Together we are the craft
    people who live a normal life
    beneath the stairs.

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  6. top hat cat

    March 24, 2010 by Mathew Ferguson

    a cat in a little suit i can take
    but then his little top hat?
    i cracked my rib years ago
    and if i laugh too hard it hurts

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  7. you need

    March 20, 2010 by Mathew Ferguson

    read all the books you like
    but you still won’t get all the answers
    you need.
    Kiss all the girls you can
    but you still won’t find the love
    you need.

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  8. relief

    January 27, 2010 by Mathew Ferguson

    arrayed on the shelf for health there are pills
    and potions and medicines yellow and blue to swallow
    and take just one for relief, take two for more relief,
    take them all for eternal relief, for bottles filled with passion
    and heat to swallow so you will dance and fling back and forth
    and sometimes after that night sigh you can get up and take something
    from a bottle or box, feel that chalky pill catch in your mouth or the
    liquid gulp down for relief, take one for relief, take two for more relief
    take them all for eternal relief.

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  9. choice

    January 26, 2010 by Mathew Ferguson

    stay chaste
    or
    stay chased

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  10. Coffee

    January 21, 2010 by Mathew Ferguson

    Let’s just lie on my bed
    and listen to the radio from America
    it’s hot here, with cicadas calling outside
    but over there it is cold out there today folks and watch
    out for the snow on the I5
    and if you want to pull in for a hot coffee go
    to Little Joe’s, just exit off the I5

    Here, on my bed, the idea of hot coffee
    is ridiculous in this heat
    what are they thinking
    having hot coffee on such a hot night?

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