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This blog, formerly fiction and poetry only, just took on a new role: full-time personal blog. Expect to see a mixture of reflective prose as well as the standard, poetic fare. Creative Commons License
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Friday, October 19, 2007

over there are so many ways
to correct and correlate and can

you feel what words have not(can)
convey ?

when your necklace catches my hair
and my necktie slides between your breasts
and we are tangled in uniquely-tying situation
can you still feel what words?

your orange shaped heart tickles in my chest
while your heart shaped face crinkles
with laughing at me

i could never fathom your depths
though i drag the bottom through

Thursday, October 11, 2007

rigid heat curls
at my feet
tape binds my chest
and sweat binds all the rest
my feet fly over frozen ground
i find what once i'd sought to lose

i always seek what i've already found

your tread announces your presence
-i can feel what you might call fear
but it is only that you are too near
to know what actually i know
because you know toomuch

you already have what you learn

her breath hangs sweetly next to mine
churning mistspirals lap across our
bare faces hands and eyes
communication rots our silence
and she spirals along with her mist
out of mineour lives

she already(always) takes what she has

Monday, October 1, 2007

wheat breath fogs my glasses
made you bread
and you punish.

your hand in mine and
i made you bread
and you call it dry while i
am slowly drying.

while i lie, you lie, we lay
down in breadsoft linens
crusty oats flaking out of our teeth
which chew and snap and grind.

fact: shouting and clapping both
ruin bread.