I'm pulled away from Bobby Darin and your red ( Read more... )

I still hear trains at night, when the wind is right. I remember everything, lick and thread this string that will never mend you or tailor more than a memory of a kitchen floor, or the fire-door that we kept propping open. And I love this place; the enormous sky, and the faces, hands that I'm haunted by, so why can't I forgive these buildings, ( Read more... )

When I turned you had gone away
So I didn't skip upon that day
Morose feeling, small mind
Don't touch it's face you might like its kind
Said I'd kiss you if you want
You've got things back to front
Don't mind your spelling, it ain't so bad
Things like that they never made me quite so mad as you
Jack names the planets after you

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in case anyone is in danger of forgetting where i stand on certain issues because their attention is turned on the war, the basketball tournament, school, or the lack of Taco Bell in their diet, i feel it is well beyond the time to reiterate how much i am in love with my girlfriend, Marie. she and I are both lucky because of it.

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You will live in House.
You will drive a Orange BMW Sports.
You will marry Marie W and have 7 kids.
You will be a Doctor in England.

STILL

Relief is a cup of tepid threeday coffee
and Medusa sucks it through a
plastic straw;
wearing a slender grin
behind her broken mirrorspoon

and i sit here, barefoot
collecting each and everylittlethings
like a handful of rare stars
whose whispers
faded merely away,