Trying to find the meaning ( Read more... )

Starry, Starry Galoshes;
      one on the floor,
      one over bended knee,
both at the ends of black rumpled leggin’s.
Obliviously still
      during mention of Van Gogh’s materpiece.

Rainboots worn in the only dry place in this field ( Read more... )

From the cradle bars
      comes a beckoning voice
It says you’re spinning
You have no choice

There’s nothing you do that isn’t magic
      and you bind my mind
Well, that’s not all that gets tied up
      and rope tricks are just a few of your kicks
I might find you’re just my kind
I’m glad you pledged me
      the rest of your time
      to try

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Today you would see me eyes wet,
      spine wracked with pain
If you want to know how to help me …
Just be you,
      this you,
              again and again

In the world of those who
      fake it to make it
Then have to turn around
      on their fake
              and break it

Well I can’t always take it

So if you want to know how to help
when ( Read more... )

The things you think you hear -
      it takes more to complete us
If your fiction philosophy goes on
      I’m going to delete us

And it’s a shame your heart is an misborn child ( Read more... )

My

Friend has

Cancer.

Actress, film production, dancer
and I think she’s worried about who will remember her
      for Cancer.
I guess we’re not as close as friends as we could be,
but I’m always glad to see her and
      glad when she talks to me.
I didn’t find out until later that she holds on to people
      … distantly.

I know this isn’t her ( Read more... )

A single fighter plane crawls across the sky at 9:12 PM.
      I know it’s a Raptor,
      and at $150 million a pop our enemies can’t see them,
      or when they do they mistake them for sparrows.
And God bless them, so I can get endless calls from India and Pakistan
      pretending to solicit insurance and back braces
      while really ( Read more... )

So seldom do I lay down upon the shore
      and Wake up upon the sea
      or wake up in the air
Then I realized that Seldom,
      at least anymore
      do I lay down upon the shore
Yeah, I rarely find myself down There
      at least anymore

I didn’t have this Writing Parasite to feed
      when lying down on the sand
      with a book was my ( Read more... )

At poetry after the end of the day
      You and I share many a welcoming stage
Around these rooms grateful,
I collect scents and lotions, acknowledging clasps, graceful
      offered respectful,
      kindly kindred and mutual
But when you slide past me through the crowd
      and I extend a digital plane reverential
      your elbow bent, but ( Read more... )

I tempt you ( Read more... )