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I am the Little Raindrop

I am the Soul of God's Own Joy

I Break Precarious

I Can Dampen My Heart

I Carry your Heart with Me

I Could Not Be Wounded By Another

I Don't Like Long Poems

I had Two Rats to Fill my Days

I Hate you that Much

I Have Never Believed

I Heard the Corn Applauding

I Hide

I Keep Waiting;

I Like to Smell Books

I Looked through Eyes were Never Cruel

I Love you Terribly

I Moon for you

I Saw the Painter's Eyes

I Think of That

I Used to Fall in Love

I Was Always Dragged Kicking and Screaming

I will Model my Death Mask for you

If a Child's Bright Eyes

If Crows should Sing upon your Grave

If I Should Die

If Poetry and Music Died

If some Electric Joy

If You Die, I Won't Survive the Night

If you ever Existed at all

If You Said I Could Die in Your Arms

I Go to All the Old Haunts Again 

Illegitimate

I'm a Word Slut

I'm Going to Unplug You Now

I'm Not as Young as Old

I'm Torturing My Words Now

Imagine

Impermanence

In a Dream

In Aqueous Humors

In-between the Ribs of your Multiforme Soul

In Figments of Ink I Colored the Sky

In Men's Clear Eyes

In Photos

In Six Days the World is Created

In Spoken Signs of Living Words

In the Beginning

In the Blackness of Night

In the Dark Life of Days you Bore

In the Early, Uneven Twilight

In the Eye of the God

In the Eyes of My Mother and Grandmother

In the Far Moonlight

In This Life We Should Never

In your Moment

Incanto Dreams

It Goes unheard

It must be near to how god thinks of it

Is Poetry if It Were a Language

Is Your Magic Really True

It Takes some Darkness 

It's a Trick of the Heart

It's Patently Obvious

It's the New Century Now

I will be Responsible for no Pain other than my Own 

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Poetry

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Take Beautifulest Draughts

Telegram

That Day you Opened up your Veins

That Day you Touched my Arm

That Sound

The Axe is Blood Red

The Barest Tree

The Betrayal of Memory

The Body is a Love Song to God

The Burden is Easy and the Yoke is Light

The Castle-Keep

The Charnel House

The Chess Game

The Clouds Be Spies

The Earth will not Remember One Flower

The Faith of a Child

The Faster I Run

The Forge

The Geometries of Sin

The Gravity of Moments

The Hard Body of the Ground always Appeases me

The Haunting of the Mermaid

The Head's the Thing

The Lights Finally Go Out

The Lilacs are Night-blind in their Season

The Lover

The Moon Owns all Women

The Moon Rose Plays

The Night

The Painters Hands I Saw

The Poet

The Season for the Reason

The Secret Sky

The Ship of My Words is Sinking

The Silencer

The Sky is but a Tall Ship

The Stars Gaze Patiently

The Sun Glares Through the Cracks

The Sun in Splendor

The Tongue Lies but the Eyes Tell the Truth

The Velocity of Love

The World has all of Faith it needs

The World is Made Out of Nothing Real

The Vision of a Moment Flowers

The Wisdom of Spiders

Then a Miracle Occurs

Then from the Dust of the Ground

There's a Fire

There's an Old Woman Slowly Eats Me Alive

There's Magic in the Air

There's Still Time

These are the Eyes

Things that don't Love me

Things to Stay Alive For

Thought-Wings

Three may Keep a Secret if Two of them are Dead

Time is the Ziggurat

Time's Scars

Tiny Rips

To a Rune Stave I Lent My Hot Blood

To a Small Fish it's Such a Big World

To Another Shirking Duty Do I Die

To He Whose Fingers

To Omaira Sanchez and the Endless Night

To Ponder

To Preserve Something, Just Cover It Up in Dust and Cobwebs

To You, Most Faithful Knight Upon Your Charge

Today I Touched a Dragonfly

Tongues and Locks

Too Beautiful

Transmogrified

Trick of the Light

True Craft

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