FLEETS OF TIME

  Touch tenderness such tenderness touch time such fleeting time tender the time we take to touch we touch so tenderly through fleeting time through fleets of time like sailing ships caressing seas amid serenity amid storms such storms stay the storms time will teach us what we can weather whether the waves will wash […]

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THE SPIDER AND THE FLY

  Remember when we spun promises on golden threads, as if they were webs, as if they could catch us falling, as if we ourselves were promises spinning, forms of filigree laying silken lines on subtle skins like veins entwined; limbs on lust and fingers on flesh to feverishly fondle. Remember when your breath was […]

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BLUES AT THE BOTTOM

  Even in paradise, on paved paths long pillaged, the palms are no longer placid and shady skies swell with storms as rivers rumble with ripples from ructions bellowing between the blues at the bottom and the clouds congregating, without comfort, by the high heavens and, blowing on boisterous breezes nearby, are names I once […]

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SCUTTLE AND SCURRY

We scuttle and scurry through stepping storms and stormy skies, through coughs and cries and hellos and goodbyes. We scuttle and scurry, seasoned citizens battling the seasons, the blistering breezes, the rains and the sneezes, the smothering sweats and the winters that freeze us. We scuttle and scurry from blankets to brollies beneath covetous clouds […]

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