Category Archives: love

Gives Me Extremity

Gently she gives me extremity everyday an extended solstice blazes like flameless coals. Who is to blame for it but that delegate showing up in swaying ceremony she listened and listeth and I ran. Oh swim great fish tailishly mentioning … Continue reading

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Watching Her Sleep

You could not be more awake than this you’ve never been less ambivalently ambitious than at dawn in bed watching her sleep. Shadows on shadows suggestions of shape under blanket and dark smart as dreaming quiet as bird calls watching … Continue reading

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Mess of a Corona

Ceremony denies fear in favor of typical slashing of head to foot meanwhile the students pay begging attention to the insanity of peers on the freeway from care to calories. People are dying around the world as we click on … Continue reading

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The Cloudy Troubadour

Looking up at the sky it is a hundred miles away looking across the big sky I feel like going I feel like staying. There was no solo without a verse to base it on after the day the edge … Continue reading

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Goddess of Song

  The goddess of song touched heart and tongue bringing them into undefinable handful she filled herself with church and blues with pain and worship with the secret way over your my empty ocean. The goddess of song invited me … Continue reading

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Spent Meaning

  Stars prevail lethargically having shown in a shower how above was long spent. Fallen snow inert has no song to sing having spread its melody descending. On the rise me and my thespian brain fill the sky with frankincense … Continue reading

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What Time Is It

  [A] It was mine, now it is not it was here, where did it run off to? I could see time, and it felt my hands trying to hold on to its sand. [A] When time is gone it’s … Continue reading

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