graced with nostalgia

middle of the night weary

in blue jeans on black couch

i do remember you.

surreal as past snippets can be

there they are

partially engaged, cinematic

you proposed to me.

i made a lot of jokes

i always chased you into the night.

without shoes, even

cigarette stale air

and tv light reflected

in another world

It sure is crazy isn't it?

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To desecrate with thoughts

Only primitive intentions

That which is not the real you, somehow shining through

What and where on the earth

Or in the space beyond and between

We rest out weariness on velvet hangers

And the bossanova sounds of realization

Play along to descending harp, staccato

Only unintentional and fiercely so

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Cut-throat and unintelligible

Now here, waiting to piss

Out of my head instead I'll retrieve

And refrain, from the senseless comforts

Of time-wasted presently

Stuck swimming amidst the coming and goings

Of momentary what in the fuck

And what am I really doing anyway?
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8/14/16

I like the way you refuse---

temptations of the void

like rain fall on the pavement outside

heard though the window

eyes closed, trying for sleep once the sun has again risen

like undertows that push and pull

and give way to that momentum

i like the way you make things seem

and how you make words sound

when you speak them

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For Thomas,
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words without the slightest meaning

from manifested post heart-
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i am forever doomed
forever cursed
to fall in love
forever tied
to every heart
i open
to every smile i remember
to every sweet moment
in infinite contrast to the tragic
a never ending void
of solution-less circumstances
and regrettable never-lands
i am forever in love
and forever indifferent
i am in sane

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maybe food stamps would fix our problems
maybe love waits till you think its over
maybe our bed is a place worth keeping
maybe i was wrong to assume you're leaving

for my father ( Read more... )