in the end

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In the end,
you look at him
still NoT convinced
you don’t mingle
the minutes shrug on
              dropped
                        down
                              down
you lift ask pull
      name free know
     Don’t        stop

all words, including title, from page 112 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #100 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #29 for National Poetry Month.
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some mind

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the world for them
believe me
as if a mouse scratched
a dirty pencil doodle
on the back table

          please, please
          stop

all words, including title, from page 111 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #99 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #28 for National Poetry Month.
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simple dream

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No the honest work
No the genuine trying
No the smooth voice
no.

     Instead,
     some rich kids make a
     Not ever again normal life
     for those still here
                                  living

all words, including title, from page 110 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #98 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #27 for National Poetry Month.
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gears and bolts and hinges

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what scares me most

     not him

it’s all those pieces,

the whole system tapped

all trapped

straining    listless

   carved up

if it slips,

if it cracks,

– when it does –

all goes haywire

all words, including title, from page 109 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #97 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #26 for National Poetry Month.
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file notes

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power
makes vulnerable
makes scared
forehead falling
tilted hands smooth

     permanently in
     denial over his re
     sponsibility

all words, including title, from page 108 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #96 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #25 for National Poetry Month.
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the ridiculous standard

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time
   in your head
      ticking
         scratch-scratch
            Squeaky
               permanently damp
                  a nail-biter
           the past is everywhere

all words, except the title, from page 107 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #95 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #24 for National Poetry Month.
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I Got A Cold

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I got a cold
     stubbled wreck
     leading away
     hunched tics sizzling
I got a cold
     a can of peas, scratching
     edges of a scab like a horseshoe
     thumbnail sketch of an actual shouting crab
I got a cold
     delicately scratched
     a stranger in the aisle
     the victim on the head
     group therapy
     my memory moat
     the underwater corner grocery store
     in my subdued eyes

all words, including title, from page 105 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #94 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #23 for National Poetry Month.
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