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and I was afraid
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
7:02 PM sacrament this conversation is the salt in our food, the vines which furl our tongues. listen to the clatter of tongs, a crude interjection or a sharp slap of chopsticks press on a joint of meat it is this hum a restless buttock squirming on wooden seat a fluid push of glass, make spinning pedestal we are interwoven be it tender shoots or crunchy bean sprouts stiffly swallowed; our gaping mouths at every pause, a deliberate tantamount of perjury to stoic ritual.
5:36 AM
Friday, July 10, 2009
Hopscotch The wobbly lines on cement threaten to tip me over and out of the game. Left foot jump Right, skip jump hop on two and land with triumphant, two hands on hips.
1:50 AM
farewell ceremony in a meadow like a eulogy rippling over the heads of black clad fullstops in rows, neatly trailing off in the wake of a stifled sob, tribute to the fragile, faint faded upward curve, once upon a time.
1:47 AM
geography of my grandfather he sits, benignly loose skin a running stream through my tangled horsehair. but he minds, not as I cup his chin of granite and stroke his fissure of a jawline. his cheeks are cirque sunken, treasure is his smile erosion has not yet claimed the weathered knees and I can still plant myself on thighs, thankfully he would echo the avalanche she created, sometimes the biting wind in his hemisphere, the very karst she had left of him, behind then I would tug, the tundra of his beard and he would laugh, a rising rumble from the valley of his belly there is no watershed of our conversations they are ever meandering there is no gulf between us, no density of heavy air, no still atmosphere sometimes, the river would end in silence, and the silence would rest gently like pebbles at the bottom, alluvium from Pangea into continents, to countries, for the whole land he is the epitomy of my epicenter. Credit: http://geography.about.com/od/geographyglossary/Geography_Glossary.htm Comments: It's tons of fun and I love the result, a quiet contented happy feeling How are you, my delta?
1:14 AM
eye-opening blank whiteness shimmers gently shadows sometimes swirling, occasionally darting altogether whorls in a half-boiled egg. a twitch divides the lids’ weight an unnoticed shift of icebergs, watery maps of muted tones and deeper currents. slow-ly sharpen into view for the most part, most beautiful. Note: Class, Balcony, Backed up against the lockers, July 09, Illegally, Just the View and I, Once in the 3 hour long slackbreaks (in total) when she didn't come
1:11 AM
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Mussels
7:11 AM
Yours Truly
Regular kid. Irregular fetish. "Genius is one percent inspiration, ninety-nine percent perspiration." said Thomas Alva Edison And to me, Poetry is one percent inspiration, ninety-nine percent getting lost in the moment Tagboard
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