May 2013
14 posts
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Après
these sheets curve aching shoulders- imprinted hours, the swell of hips echoing ephemeral locksmiths
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I long to be
where the fog
meets the water
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The Sessions
II. Empty hands, downturned reflecting pupils, rote-learned III. Corneas shield entropy, vanguarding absentia I. lashes fend cheekbones bend losses rend IV. lovers tend bruises mend nightmares end
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Exogenesis
The thing we created had value, its kneebones, its scars and callow alibis
and I truly believe that green monster- that monster of yew and thyme- it could have carried on, beyond us-
having the choice,
I would have held its wrist
and kept
it by
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Conception / Dispersal
The mother-seal in the spotted nylon dress holds up a dandelion clock for her pup who grasps it, blows, laughs like floating seeds in a summer breeze
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Sphyxiating
Stars and dry stones began to fill my chest with panoramic views and deep, dappled shadows
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Antiquity // Disconnect
Tracing-paper icons, warm absences in carbon Instilled with surplus hope in the atom between here and there This is a grip; momentary image of togertherness uncovered, semi-forgotten, beneath decrepitude and internalised promises Ecstatic assertions, captured, grow elusive Semaphored staccato hours degrade, composite loss
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I lean towards you,
a plant seeking light-
I grow so achingly slow
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Grieg
The faded brush of the early morning, the russet and violet and cream and lime
all pastel shaded, underscored by the cool water blues of Monday morning skies
Anonymous asked: Oh my god. Are you being serious about this?! THERE IS AN ENDER'S GAME MOVIE BEING PRODUCED RIGHT NOW?!?! Sweet.
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Aperture
Shadows of springtime deface pristine pavements scouring chips and cracks for their lost light
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Live in the middle distance.
Focus on a knot or a branch or a crack in the bark and let the fractured twigs speak their rustling words as commotion locomotes away
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#42
As the wheel of time
grinds compliments to dust
Stand under the gaze of the setting sun
and its champagne gold breath
Celebrate this party of a life
in all its brief flashes of vigour
and live a drenched laughing life
as clouds roll by
April 2013
22 posts
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Noun Phrase // Possessive
I like it when words become regular words, when “park” becomes “Wednesdays at 6” When me looking in becomes us looking out, when “hers” becomes “theirs”, becomes “this”
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Ask Me To Try
I The weight of living pushes on my skin And now the rooftops look like spires, Belfries stark against a greying sky In my mind an outline fills; An inky blot, raised arms and chin Between the arches and the tiles Standing close to giving in II His gaze is understaring His eyes do not exist His cheeks are pale as stone (his handshake warm and brisk) III Reaching up to higher things Hoping arms...
Wanted: Pigeon Lover
Must have good sense of direction,
be persistent,
plump,
good eye for worms
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Stitched
have you ever been an un-knitted glove woolen fingers prescient of grips yet to come? I am ready yarn but you’ll catch in my arms and pull at my chest and I’ll come undone
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Condensation // Summer's Day
Today there was a cat in my house. I don’t have a cat. It must have snuck in somehow. I was eating my dinner and it slipped around the corner from the kitchen to the lounge. It was entirely, perfectly, white.
I spent some quality time with this cat. She (for she was a she) was very pleased to be inside. She found my stairs, and crept up them, purring. I stroked her idly for a while.
My...
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Etude en Hiver
You are as solitary
as the crackling of a single leaf
dancing through the city’s streets
end over end over end over end
between empty brick tombs
with mouths closed, sealed shut
(You drift through secrets
as if they were not there)
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The Importance of Permission
Rusted white posts erupt from matted tresses. Trespassing on lines of sight they disrupt the air, shatter the image into irregular geometries jigsaw misdirections hanging, refracting the gaze like unexpected prisms
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Shattered Man
Shattered Man (Longing to belong) Rivers from the eyes make streambeds of cragged cheeks and run to the sea, seeping between flagstones into the earthen chill beneath the ground . Shattered man (Longing to belong) Rocks beneath the skin grind fingerbones to dust to ashes to ashes to / / dust to dust to ash . Shattered man (Longing to belong) Oh John Oh John
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Composition
You are historic, I am contemporary. She’s original.
Explosions Reported at Boston Marathon
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March // Growing
Trees still bare their arms Wind buffets and blows new leaves- Taste of sunburned grass
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Becoming Porous
I miss coastlines,
and a sea’s intimacy with pebbles
examining every contour
of their complex geometry
I miss jigsaws,
and sore lips
and hurricanes I saw
in their source
But seas recede,
and scars fade
and puzzles become unmade
and you, my dear
slowly drain away
like wet sand,
drying out
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the cracked walls' hum
Waking,
you find yourself
lying flat,
shoulders caressed
by rotten boards
You feel their rough grip
etched in your skin
in lines like worms on red soil
through your sodden shirt
You remember a rush of air, then
the blood tang of salt water
You think of angels
for the second time today
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Vignaiku
Broken cries imply Teak boards, canvas, salt- Ghosts un-drowned
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At least
Uncomfortably aware
of their shadows
my empty hands cross
inside my empty mind
They are stubs;
reachless
and gripless
A scarecrow bluffs
in a barren field
inside my empty mind
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China Shop
I trail obsolete paradigms like dust. The shattered glass of their suffocating shells has cut my heels: they blister, callus, indifferent to fragments of discarded mind and soul- but still waterfalls rise through cracks in my skin
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Roots
Lonesome articles of consciousness, we are as shards of gold coins lost in the dark grasses thick at the end of the garden,
shavings
from a woodblock that curls elegant like a ballet dancer’s legs or pointe shoes or phosphorus
excess
energy in a complicated state entangled in eternity infinitely in...
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Windows // Bridge
Exposed ribs; chapters Hiding whirlpools. Clear concsience In a clear box, high Spine brushing glass pane Sends shivers down, to my toes; Early morning sky
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Prayers
I eyelashes and fingertips and elbows shoulders and and and knuckles ankles and and kneebones and funny-bones II and and jawbones thighbones III and ribs oh, ribs and thumbs,yes and...
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Hand Mirror
Bright, flickering eyes seated in a mobile face; sandpaper for his voice, gates for his lips (left unbarred) “Where is truth, but in movement?” pinned on his wall a faint outline of a smile traced on his mirror - the yesterdays will keep coming and the tomorrows...
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Park Vignette
Breathless lungs, fractal fireworks shooting up through grey photographic film.
Half distant hunchbacked pillars blindly reaching and grasping through three seconds of exposure.
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The Geometry Of Elegance
(finger-bones, eggshells)
complete infinitely precise balanced structures within structures held together with clear tape and brown string wrapped around green eyes that cannot stop will not stop would not stop if they could
oh so definite shimmering film edging soap-bubbles skin like water flicked across sand
freckles spray-pattern a cutout jawline beneath eyebrows raised by thousands of...
March 2013
17 posts
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You complicate me.
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Lights
Our lives are scratches on a car window, highlighted by the rush of passing headlights Through the glass, the glow of hundreds of streetlights shies from the coating of dirt leaving shades of colour across the hard transparency Borne in brittle vibration digging swiftly across leeward- a matte gouge into brief shelter, which erode and become? Dust, stilled in motorway lights on a quiet evening...
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13 / Before
A thick slick cable of nerves ties my tongue to my cerebellum and frost escapes my mind Running down my tongue, multiplying it shatters my lips, compresses my eyes I am twisted and mummified, in anticipation of myself
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Spring Vignette
A blackbird emerges
beneath the hedge
and flinches upward
in surprised parabola
leaving my jaw wide
with anxious delight
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In which I watch an apple rot
Left before my eyes, this pale green
Fruit was tenderly brought low
Burnished by the hand of time
Pale and golden brown, like dough
Crevices remained obscure
Light and dark were painted
Rusted and collapsed, a star
Imploding- supernova (tasted)
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I feel I ought to have a therapist
or at least someone to discuss little problems with
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Entr'acte: "It is snowing, still"
lips close. momentum maintained inward and down. doors drawn shut and corridors darkened lights flash out and die in subtle warning ambient safety. leg of moonbeam steps in. far walls maintain distant hollow affection. activity improbable. distrust impossible yet lingering. examine internal silence
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Electricity
the monster: tangled thumbs and eyes and half-two a-m smiles and disarray nonetheless a beautiful monster,
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The Insomniac
The weight
of the past
hangs-
dead man’s fate
harangues angry datekeepers,
soft sleepers are deeper in fanged crates
“he’s a keeper” she cries
deeper in her eyes, her hate
at the silver gate lies,
asleep
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Charcoal
I feel half finished, my collarbones a rough pencil sketch outlined in shadows taken from the crevices of my upraised hands- you have left my fingerprints undrawn
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Driftwood
unfinished sentences and a half empty glass of salt water on a moss-covered table rough with weathering and peaceful with disuse
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Childish grin Rusted tricycle Fishbone sky
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A Toast, to the Future
Serene rivers flow among the clutter Sweet melodies sing to slowly warming skies … Rushes are parted- blessings are given A page turns- a chapter ends.
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Someone // Grandparent
Sharp like a hawk but soft like an egg
