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Jaded
Brush the jade offWith a deep breathAnd with earnest sighsStand tall in my new fever dreamWith tired squinting eyes Casted adrift with no anchorsLost myself bobbing on the wavesWith the lows and the highs Drifting sinking shipTo a splintered wreckA passenger or victim of the currentWashed up flotsom speck And now, a new shoreCovered in Continue reading
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Reflected
My world reflectedAnd sinking away in twinkling black pools.My time passingCurved and in baby blue.How your smiles move into your eyes,And by how you see out of them.You looking up,Me looking down.My little life.How I disappear and fade into you.How I feel smaller as my river approaches the ocean,I’m spread out along the shores,Like a Continue reading
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Baobob
Baobob shadows on the horizon,Upside down trees with their heads in the sand,Wide legs reaching for the Sahelian sun,Fruit bobbing like ornaments from the feet.The sun laying down for the night behind them to sleep.Huge sky, touching every corner of the worlds curves,The stars coming through that darkening blanket that lays over it all.Reminding me, Continue reading
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Morning Run
I need to run to catch my breathThin air keeps the demons quietDistance keeps them at bayHeart pitter patteringPounding awayA commerce of bloodWith every beatA hundred thousand milesFrom my heart to my feetDefiant legs full of acidTense, then looseEver falling forwardCatching up with themselvesTurning overRolling the earth beneath meGalloping togetherChasing myselfAt my most primalJaw opens Continue reading
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Bury the Snow
This place is hauntedBesieged by skeletons and ghostsHiding in the broad daylightHiding behind my eye lidsIf I dig the gravesWill they bury themselves?But I can’t bury the snow beneath the earthTo hide the footprints of the last fallBut stick around for the sunsetAnd stay for the dawnAnd maybe the sun will erase the footprintsAnd melt Continue reading
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My Blood-stained Boots
Blood-stained crimson bootsThat carried me so longWith the memory of each step in the leather foldsPolished scarlet with spit and loveUntil the wrinkles shined like an old man’s wink at the sunFor keeping my toes safeMy body uprightMy soles walkingMy soul goingDisintegrating off me as ashGrounded heels from dragging feetRusted buckles and laces that creakCracks Continue reading
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Barefoot Boy
Barefooted foothill boyWild cherry spotted footBoy paw tracks along the deer trailsTwisting between the vinesFading with the treesWineberry stained fingertipsAnd thorn tatted shinsA barefooted foothill boyBreathing like a wolfOn a track from where I cameDirty pawed in the gardenWet feet in the creekCrawling for the crawfishAnd fishing the minnows to deathWooden branch sword in handLittering Continue reading
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Gravel and Bark
I miss you. I am sickened by the loneliness of you. I see you in gravel, I see you in bark. How the hungry hold bread, how the thirsty drink drops. How the drowning breathes water, how the addict never stops. Longing, yearning, craving, and hope. Each tongue has its own, and maybe some better. Continue reading
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Spiraling
I’m a skeleton tripping down a spiral stair case Bones I should have buried a long time ago I’m the conductor of my toy train round the chrismas tree Revisiting the sights, I hate to see All the ornaments that you left for me I’m the sad merry go round jockey Bobbing with the highs Continue reading
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Eye to Eye
This gift of this present. How many blinks and breaths? Just once, let time move slow, but the seconds tick, my heartbeats skip. The moment drifts, with urgent passion in its passing and beauty in its flow. Now, this drifting passing now, where words just aren’t enough. Music gets close, poetry does its best. Only Continue reading
Hole In The Hedgerow 