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My cat sits, squinting at me,
as if I am his sunlight.
(my, the vanity of the mind).

I know, however, the pain he is in,
and though it is dazzling,
I will cradle him forever,
while he scratches me
and purrs and purrs.

For his silence is terrifying.

i'm sorry that i know not
what is to be done with your words.
(oh, they are mighty)

They patter like rain,
soaking me with the feeling
that i need them to grow.

I thought we might vacation
with them, visit some planet,
make love all day
and be lost in the poetry we
left here on earth
(at last, can we read it from space.)

I will tastelessly drift
among bodies, make mistakes, drop
things, smile blankly.I will find
warm places to disappear
into novel ideas. Notions
depart, sail off, calling
their salutations to the seas,
and my toes are ever further away.

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Tumbling in this pleasant heat ( Read more... )

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This is a vegetarian stake
out. With less cruelty than
a mars bar, i will press
myself to the wall and
wait for you to come
trotting by, shrouded
in innocence.

and when you least
expect it, I will come bursting
out (there will be trumpets)
and you will scream
"Oh, I never knew you at all!"

I stood here once ( Read more... )