Tim Barrus Blog
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dragged into the privacy of his smallness
mixed messages
deep within
the hole
the lot of
us live in
where our
real selves
are like piano
keys that
get played
inventing
and reinventing
our ragged
perches up
here in the
branches with
the crows
https://timbarrus.tumblr.com
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gives one pause
he drives you crazy
but your job is to be
there for him not when
he isn’t driving you
miss sugar nut but when
he is
often, the world they
know has rearranged
the furniture
he cannot understand
that the room
he is so dead set
against is the same…
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One Trip To One Clinic
The CDC is developing new projects “to defeat AIDS once and for all” they claim. Not one of those programs is destined for Appalachia. Not one.
We are left with a world of breathtaking indifference.
We do not exist. We are not important.
We can drive all day and all…
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Sail On
life has this habit
of doing what it
has done before
round and round
but beware
there will be detours
sail on
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Your Hands And Your Heart
i stole your insufferable wings/ dragging your heart through the ashes of my stars/ your hospital rooms on an empty china plate/ i would write your life, but plastic roses will not do/
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All The People You Are Bowing To
this tongue in blue scraped along the landscape of the rougher moons/ memories of the wolves who have fed from here/ sleeping naked in the autumn leaves, you always did scare the fuck out of them/
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An Assumed Name
i never used my real name doing sex work, it wasn’t difficult becoming him, a withdrawal from reality and sleep among the tricks and the travelers who are your fathers and your brothers and your husbands and your sons, your friends and the people you work with and the people…
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Naked On the Internet
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i always saw you as a prisoner in the striped pajamas/ more uniform than pajamas/ my own skin was no camouflage nudity my cock was always hard/ your blue was sheer obfuscation, not melancholy/ it had you by the throat/ slightly gaping, we both fucked the same sailors on the…
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When They Realize
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when they realize that life is a fight for it/ all of life is a fight for all of it/ or whatever rush of it they can get a hold of and grab/ all you need are fists/ when they realize that i have survived most of what they continue…
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Having Lived With You
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having lived with you/ for so many years, i kinda knew what it was you wanted/ what it was you liked/ in that orchestration of a silent language and other things tongues are for/ the darker planets of your delicious bed/ how sharply in it, your cistern just beyond those…