Garbage Notes

Garbage Notes

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Franco Amati
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sometimes I wonder where the person is 
under your ironic little smile 
somewhere, maybe a few layers deep, 
I might find your well of sorrow…
I see you wrestling with 
distractions 
a, a, b, a, a, a, b, c
I see you waiting for your 
moment 
I see your broken, brittle 
glances 
and I hear a million weighted sighs 
…grief is native… 
in this crude genetic garbage 
go ahead, 
delay the bleed, this thoughtful session 
of emotional withdrawal — 
it flies in the face of you, your reception, 
your collection, 
separate from the whisper tray, 
further from the glare of sanctuary, 
and, yeah, please 
for a moment 
really think about what I said… 
you sorta touched my hand back there — 
even in the slightest of gestures, 
I can find the heart of your intention


“You’ve got to work with your mistakes until they look intended. Understand?”
―Raymond Carver, Cathedral


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