even for a blink
an incessant beat thumping a boy and his drum the numbers add up burning a hole to the bone buried under lifes clutter knowingly not felt the redness gone my only tattoo reveals itself during a pause to think hating …
no crowds or cameras
bring stained glass and a breeze no black party dress or hosiery wear something bright and comfortable forget mom's pearls and grandma's rosary no crowds or cameras just resurrection reflection of a kindness childlike responsibility files of times pick and …
then she pulls the yellow cord
her eyes say hello to mine as i step onto a bus numbered ten not my usual eight or nine hair dyed a very dark brown available she gives an inch i sit down carefully occupying my space holding my …
a tuesday
a tuesday that's like a monday tell me it isn't so - confusing my comfort zone ebb n flow - four days of work this week it will all quickly pass - so said the furry grey bunny hopping by …
32nd street / 5-28-2012
32nd street a sidewalk imagine once brightly colored sticky sweet now a collection of black dots lots an lots where university meets make of it as you wish today just following the spots previously a packaged pleasure as my guide …
time
time quickly slowly deliberately counting one by one turning it back foolish for some mislead it cheat it but you can't beat it clock different for everyone as pages turn older younger yearn for yesterdays plays hi-lites stronger yonder fights …
and then she smiled...
oh no , not at all i like the rain what makes me sad is the color of the sky when that changes so do i and then she smiled...
touches
sights of shallows still lifes layers of cake to navigate experiences sweetness of nature tastes of waste and abandon touches of humanness commodities tangled up or dangling delicately precious
night light
a night light shining through the window onto a wall real or imaginary tempted him to think if only but he spoke deep and nasal stating - no tres-pess-sing on my soul - do not disturb signs displayed down the …
saturdays sun day
wander wonder aloud around sunburn back of my neck no cost to me gotta get a better job shoes no socks that sound never ever stops ideas never disappear lou reed n-y-c a second cup of coffee the girl in …
flowers
flowers planted in the spring 1966 by children girls n boys having fun zig zagging along that welcome path home seeds some carefully planted others dropping out of pockets unable to hold em sunrise rainfall grows them all color full
wednesdays three wants and a need
I want to ramble on and make sense of it all I want to go on a trip and send post cards home I want to gamble on the longshot and win I need whipped cream with a cherry on …
mondays girl
she just wants someone to know her troubles difficulties significant or not tell them to one today trust to listen a shoulder to put some weight on maybe more
search
My search , for a simple shade tree somewhere not so large to be found easily . Comfort for my body , I do not seek . Tangled routes exposed settles in with dirt on my boots . Temporary shelter …
discovery
discovery denial sinking swimming winning losing dying living loving...
original blue
stripes and not the original blue a thousand rinses spins missing a few buttons collar frayed a sleeve torn in a strange way time tries to thin away my favorite shirt all mine stitched woven holding breaths of you beautiful …
real
oranges on the table don't appear real the wooden bowl not sure if it's really wood the dog laying at my feet - dreaming hasn't moved in awhile coffee i'm drinking - where did it come from haven't shaved in …
crooked nose
crooked nose painted toes suppose we get away you and i roll in mud or clover desires light my fires all ours
cracks in the concrete
a golden dog on the porch your safari hat on the wooden chair cracks in the concrete the welcome on the mat worn off roses for the table stand shift i decline to sit feeling uncomfortable thinking i can't go …
Awake
Awake or half asleep through my bedroom window facing east a shy sky changes its mind opens mine . Able to see colors that my eyes have never seen , only dreamed celebration no fears no one hides swords n …
her and me
we sit at the round table smaller than instead of that square one catch up quickly on what her kids have done ordering lunch , nervous laughs settle us down talk of how time in years passes her and me …
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