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    Soul Mates: A Poem by Brandon Shimoda

    by Brandon Shimoda Sep 04, 2018 0 minutes

    My soul mates
    Have yet to be conceived

    Underneath the mating
    Of surrogate spirits  vacating bodies
    By the minute

    Directed
    To live by, but I
    Want to live
    By the future

    Ordure

    I want to eat it     I want to feed it

    A pool-like visage

    On the crumpling horizon
    Synthesized from what was being
    Said or done   or done or said

    And what I do

    Not know

    I think about

    The trash

    That captivates
    The critical essence of soul mates

    Heaven for a body that never starves

    Is always starving   Drain the trash?
    Fated to be

    Ballast for the mass

    The trash must gleam
    In the middle of the desert

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    From The Desert. Used by permission of The Song Cave. Copyright © 2018 by Brandon Shimoda.

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