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05/09/2011
Squalor, the countess ( Read more... ) -
May 10th, 2011
when the night finally ( Read more... ) -
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with your head nearly craning ( Read more... ) -
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there is magic in the way ( Read more... ) -
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sitting here listening to my cat ( Read more... ) -
2:56 pm, Massapequa Park, NY
you are made of kind things and ( Read more... ) -
March 20th, Massapequa Park, NY
So much beauty in the way you turn your head towards ( Read more... ) -
5:02pm Philly, PA
I want the beauty here to become me;
let my miles of selfishness wash over
you like a plague.
All of you with pretty eyes and legs
like road signs pointing home,
let you know no solace from my
longing. -
Brooklyn, New York 7:13pm
I.
I watch your legs
kick themselves in
front of you like the
long black arms of
the night: they lie
graciously on the
the horrible earth to
catch you softly
and to never ask you
why.
II.
my softer parts screaming upward
doing signs of crosses I have
not seen in decades dead:
your merciless legs beat upon the
ground as I ride you, spur-
footed and untrained.
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January 25th, 2011 Happogue, New York.
I write this as you sleep beside me ( Read more... )