Between the lines and through the lens…
In the airport barhe was wearing my eyes;circles ripped with hurricanes. The wind reached for my hand,saw me old,took contradictions & splashed themon my brow. Should I make them valentines;the trails, the test? One loves more. One loves less. This ring we’re in; let them lose, win? In the airport barhe was wearing my eyes;circled […]
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Daylight, upon path, fallsprey to shadow. In wrath,I’ve robbed its sunlight.Fear? I think I understand. Sinking sand leadsto hills below the harbourof forgetting. Fear?I think I understand. Voices call of a troubled mind.Block the light! With flashesI think I understand;fear is a stepping stone.
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Hetakes stones,called her,kissed her in the breaking,climbed a mountain, three thousand milesmissed her flowersand branches; climbed a tree. A manasked her of goodbye,writes his papers,profitsmemory. A ladysometimes calls,brought her laughternow she fears.Manis bleeding,a dreamer sees; will lose. Heart is hollow.She is free.
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Everything comes and goesyou can’t court without a spark / but nothing lasts as longas that first light / the first night / already fading / and the morningfinds us fumbling / trying to get through / to get onto something shinier / something newer / to something newer Everything comes and goeslike the lines […]
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Red sun burns below a blue moon and the tiger rips through trees to escape the cat. Sometimes small things need to be as sharp as an icicle even when the sun comes to burn red beneath blue moons while she sings of those crazy cries of Havana’s love. She sang of Paris once […]
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The Dragon Slayer in Doolin Brown cow seeks shelter Such weight under so much rock Hush, soft comes the sea My past is not buried beneath all that rock and weed like I first witnessed. My past has become moss and mould that has made more of these monstrous walls than I first saw. […]
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I sit in between streets, in between ageing and learning, learning to forget and trying to remember, eating time before it’s cleared away as people pass, some looking and leaning, some desiring to linger, longer, not knowing I’m soon to be going, not noting I’ve been removed from the menu, replaced in his city […]
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In days now distant, we were one floor up, apartment dwellers whose viewless windows revealed to us more than the darkness that tried to appeal to us. Tambourine Therese tapped her tunes of truths not yet tasted, tumble leaves freshly fallen from the trees in the apple orchard of golden greens begging to be […]
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Sitting in a park in Paris, France as kids climb trees they’ll soon outgrow and birds busy their feathers in a dance of freedom we’ll never know. I fall through thoughts as someone tickles strings on cords too distant to be discovered and wonder where you sat; on the orange carpeted concerns of the […]
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Gone is the garden, we are paved now in parts no longer potential to growth, to goodness. And the crow caws in the corner, flesh festering into feather. Gone is the garden, we have paved paths over all that was precious while thinking thoughtless, if only we’d thought less about what we wanted and […]
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