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in Erotic on 7/21/06
she thinksin Portraits on 7/19/06
communicationin Collage on 7/19/06
on this rockin Collage on 7/19/06
universal languagein Collage on 7/19/06
where are you now?in Collage on 7/19/06
o coughAt 5:23 this morning, I found myself sitting on my window-ledge thinking about sacrifice. Derivative, derived. I called her twice, alas, she plays the snake.o cough
I have trouble coming to terms with
- Shared reality; - The absolute nature of presence.
Love has become a machine
into which the sabot
must be thrown.
Just listening to her has made me worse. Will you bloody pick up your phone?
Where are those timeless shards?
Ariadne's thread - cutting and growing.
the shape of you
drives me to suck
all the marrow from the sky
in Fixed on 6/3/06
delirium tremenssee my eyes flutter see me shake, tremble.delirium tremens
after such a dramatic lull,
chastise myself for being dull,
not picking up a pen to write,
left me blank, a worried slate,
no longer spilling such crippled lines,
my rapture creativity (i feared) had slipped away,
and my mind had become a garden unkept,
misdirected,
and ideas went from flower to weed,
time distracted and,
without light or water withered,
turning blank and facing the ground below,
scared of death and,
miskept, a garden of the mind.
my retreat was hastened by, &nb
in Song on 6/3/06
on the spotI really like it when it's windy outside. I'll put on 'Moon River' and think about macroeconomics of the soul.on the spot
I'll listen to the empty beer cans being shuffled about on my balcony, their tin sound makes me feel wonderful.
Then the wind will pick up, and part of me gets worried for the thousands of pieces of paper I have stuck on my wall. And the door is pushed and pulled slightly, like tiny ghosts of memories trying.
Then all these things make me remember the Bird of Paradise flower my mother brought me back from Madiera, which is behind me tho
in Open on 5/23/06
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realising, quite innocently that Antony was a name shared not only by title but curse both men could not kill themselves.
tails
looking through between the buildings and catching sight of a Southsea spire, seeing a window cast light straight through like someone had punctured a hole right through
the heart of that steeple like the blue hole in Babels steeple in the steeple of men
and the perspective of that sky steeple alley eye punctured a hole in my heart too
composing this walking to th
in Ballad on 5/23/06
a dreama glen cut out of the top of a mammoth tree a people there, who live on it a circle of elders and aa dream
grove
the eldest sits on the highest stump a staircase of grinded wood spirals down
he has a gnarled sceptre those who challenge him he confronts but they cannot loose his grip
in Fixed on 5/23/06
before summer comes toilafter each exam i wake up with my head full of sand i wish i wasn't such an hourglass-manbefore summer comes toil
in Other on 5/23/06
shesherenowtoday contained a good reminder whenshesherenow
i suddenly was angry without for not
calling
and later i smiled at my
ever elusive friend elusive because she is inimitable youth
in Spoken Word on 5/11/06
sailorsfightinginthedancehallin Military on 4/23/06
To the Lighthousewhile we waited in kings cross station, you talked to me, in your peculiar way, repeating all these things,To the Lighthouse
over and over, until you must whet your lips, like a nervous child, with the whiskey and coke we lifted from the bar.
for that hour, we touched each other like strangers, speaking on both sides, until the train came back to your home-town, and you lay against me.
we never kissed,
though i suspected we came close- i never found out if you were the younger or elder twin
on that train we mirrored your sister and her boy-friend &
in Journalism on 4/22/06
a few days beforein the front room burgundy and warmer from outside like a boy he closed his eyes and danced along with stringsa few days before
all over his body re-enacting the fighting in the dance-hall
when i imagined he was sixteen, and red-haired, only the best selling show could have charmed this, and did he know then, about his dark-hard hands, gnarled like ageless roots? does he notice the gentle touch i gave his fingers when i think he isn't paying attention does he notice the desperate, loveless way i must touch, ever so slightly
selling the house and her father is moving out, they are soft
in Spoken Word on 4/22/06
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passive aggressorin Products on 4/8/06
first day at a new jobhe walked in his skin like opal and pearls in his eyes double-breasted, open wide he moved in fractions half-emulation half-derision and bled his heart milk-whitefirst day at a new job
all around the board room, while this, sniper-man chalked up the weekly sales
i felt you there
in the invisible room one which made my clothes smell like smoke
where the two men stared with half-watered eyes blowing smoke out through wide open mouths and i watched the white runlets creep around his teeth like promotions
"when did you know it was done" this, tw
in Fixed on 4/3/06
corporeali miss you i always miss you since the moment i awoke to meet youcorporeal
and your love was light i have missed you because,
subjectively, we will never be of one essence, our love will always be obscured by an unassailable enemy- that of me, and of you, spaces which we have transformed into love corporeal.
in Sonnet on 4/3/06
liturgygoodnight charlie (whom if i forgot i would become forgot) goodnight bear (whom i can hardly remember but i am trying i am trying) tyson (who i remember was afraid, very afraid when placed upon the kitchenliturgy
floor)
levi (who i heard calling out for shame of that cold hand gripping, before he
went) ollie (who i came home from school and saw you departed, but could not find you
upon the verge, and i am Oh so sorry for throwing you that once, forgive me, i
am vigilant) lucy (i remember you, and the three days you spend in the ditch, i remember your
in Spoken Word on 4/3/06
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