Potential Titles: Tim Seibles

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Live with their life on loan - Tim Seibles "All the Time Blues Villanelle"

The hours break the line - Tim Seibles "All the Time Blues Villanelle"

Some of our friends who should be alive - Tim Seibles "Faith"

Death moves and memory doesn't - Tim Seibles "Faith"

Even knowing that someone is stealing our lives - Tim Seibles "Faith"

For whatever being human could mean - Tim Seibles "Faith"

The kind of love that lands like a leaf - Tim Seibles "Naive"

While katydids burnish the day - Tim Seibles "Naive"

This itching fury that holds me - Tim Seibles "Naive"

Into all the regular disguises - Tim Seibles "Naive"

Believing in the wealth of the unruined heart - Tim Seibles "Naive"

Five-legged pocket spiders - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

Each thought leaning on its horn - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

Testing the world with your bold myopia - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

Brandishing verbs like twigs in your beak - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

The unrestrained innocence of your intentions - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

That rings like rain before it falls - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

With God's breath at their backs - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

The gallant strain of a pilfered ant - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

What the strings would say concerning my soul - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

The palpable alchemy of an unreasonable world - Tim Seibles "Ode to My Hands"

How the soul finally falls - Tim Seibles "Unmarked"

Engraves its hesitations - Tim Seibles "Unmarked"

What the wind told the trees - Tim Seibles "Unmarked"

Save me from the parade of knives - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

Keep the faces of our enemies well lit - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

Their silk ties and their secret economies - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

Filling the auditoriums with empty skulls - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

The colors came with the smell of burning - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

The crickets trying to stave off the chill - Tim Seibles "Vendetta, May 2006"

The zombies are already near - Tim Seibles "Zombie Blues Villanelle"

I'm driving with no way to steer - Tim Seibles "Zombie Blues Villanelle"


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