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my thoughts
are like
ancient moons
faithful
in the orbit
of your smile.
are like
ancient moons
faithful
in the orbit
of your smile.
Literature
in apartment b16
I throw you as I hear the widow cry
beneath us. I imagine
her to have a veil of make-up running
down her face, or maybe she is bent
in the shadow
of a crucifix or a sun catcher,
starving for some light.
I heard she once went bicycling
over the dry dirt
roads of Italy, and chased the man
she loved into a private
landing.
Then in Boston, or New Haven,
she would laugh, throwing
her stockings to the wind
as she watched them parachute
down where the children
played.
They would smile ,
and life would begin.
But, really, as we drag and pull, she
is gone. She has moved past Amber
Street, and has taken
to baking bre
Literature
Things for J. to Hold
boys who get lost
on the way to being
little messiahs;
girls, who sit quiet inside
large rooms without ever
being too small;
songs from under
apology and regret, to where
starlight and super nova
begin everything;
the rope God used
to tie us together;
water that eddies
into the falls and out
of the falls, without ever thinking
it was lost to the cascades;
the ground under your feet
when it beeps up to you
I think we're in love;
your hat, when the wind blows hard;
poems, and those who write them.
Literature
Procremation
so he said let's make a baby
she said let's just make
love
and he said
What's the difference?
She said
A snakeskin
or a little pink pill
And he said
Isn't it about time... she said
You're never old enough
to die
She said Make life-- make
death
and he said
What's the difference?
I like my life she said
he said that won't last
she said I feel
no need...
he said
Well, maybe I do
She said Sow your seeds somewhere else then
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quite beautifully said.