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Category: Writing and Poetry

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Today
Category: Writing and Poetry

there are fucking
weeks
that pass when I don't even remember you, not
even once.

then there are night over night
that I do.

times when the only anything
I believe in is
everything you.


although the abundance which lives
in between our hearts -
the immense discrepancies that they are,
I cannot help but feel you
inside of me, though


ten years
have waited.

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A Kiss I
Category: Writing and Poetry

remove (away with) the cover
show me your colors
show me your love as if
you werent hurting others
fly with me above
the silhouette of mountains
in front a dark blue sky

it was as if
before I knew you I
knew you and then and even
loved you more from the inside, out
before our physical lives
changed everything, you
just missed me you
miss me

like the air to the night
I think of you
as god, and I
I dont even think
of god as one I love or
trust or
dirty my knees for, but
one I owe eternity for
the disbelief that the body
is a dream

at the very least I try and love
what I cannot love
and live what
I live without with
a kiss I
live in my dreams, and kiss who
I'd only kiss
in my dreams

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what will be yours?
Category: Writing and Poetry

if life is only love
and love is what remains
to the living
once you're dead -
I'd rather laughter

no matter
which seasons' freezing
or heating memory, which
love's beautiful or violent rage
we all, eventually, accept time past
and pass it does…

that will be my gift
when death is at my door

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Again from the Start
Category: Writing and Poetry

again from the start, as
we have not listened closely,
not fought bravely enough for
the way our eyes connect and expand
when we swim into each others' infinity -
my pores begin to open
my hair flows into the stars
my lips glow pink, eyes then close
not a breath is needed
within this heaven I have found
in your eyes

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found this in my palm pilot
Category: Writing and Poetry

the peripheral flight
of an American flag flying
high on top of a one-hundred story
textbook tan, square as hell
government building
resembled, to me, wild
arms, erratic words from
the mug of a disgruntled,
found-his-way-in passer-by
who had had enough and
was going to jump

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karma mate
Category: Writing and Poetry

realization after a reading
of one of my past lives



born wounded,
indebted the moment
our eyes met

we fell in love in an instant
both knowing the freedom
both connected
,


the pain we endured
now to heal
hundreds
thousands
millions of years,
even before
time was counted,
you took the blame
for my mistakes

and it was then we
signed our souls
to one another to
find one another, to
day's life may only seem
coincidence

we fell and we
fell free, to break
now that we've settled
this distant past
we once shared

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to the moon
Category: Writing and Poetry

I fall to the moon as
sleep befell
not a moment sooner
whether enough thought
was even thought enough
to have decided
if I was or was not
dust

awaken to the sun as
tears suicide into the pillow
slip, harp creeping halls
opening and closing soundless
doors slamming, curtains turning arms
to ends-reach whether
reach me
they will never

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how far, how much space
Category: Writing and Poetry

how far, how much space
how many hearts live between
our hearts

tell me how I can love him
     and love you


let us disappear
to the quiet middle of
no where     and let us
make love, there

how far, how many hearts
will break
a harmless kiss taken,
how can I even begin

     when I love him

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and of the men
Category: Writing and Poetry

and of the men I hold
you
to me,
feather your hair,
from your ears
as you're quiet -
both hands, one under
one on top of my stomach,
you listened
to my heart beating until
I felt warm tears fall
between naked thighs,
you kissed my ribs with
wet cheeks
I pulled your jaw to my face
rid your tears with
my lips

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Inspired By: Anne Carson
Category: Writing and Poetry

how are hours
different than eternity
or a year
different than a dream
different than love, shattered into
tiny ruins of attachment
from such a tiny     heart

now pick them up!
don't leave your whining mess
a river of blood,
dirt and women scooped
back into your ribcage
already so
full

even jesus' bones less fleshy
his sides softened by
dying, yet he is still alive
to the living

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Sometime in 2005.5
Category: Writing and Poetry

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Behaving Kindly
Category: Writing and Poetry

we sly'd out from beneath
those who had watched
us watch one another with kept
opinion to our intrigue our
dripping lust, slight smiling
with light-glinted eyes and
away we went, you and I, to
the empty guest house with our
whiskey bottle, we were
against the wall with your fingers
pulling buttons, I begged you
to lie down in front of me -
to shut your mouth and take
your hands off of me, I
grabbed your face, staring
into your eyes as your eyes
turned white, your heart
quieted the blood rushing
to the tips of your lungs, both
of my feet on the sheets below
both of my hands around your neck
both of your lips in my mouth
you swallowed the last breath
grasped deep and warm inside
of me, I whispered softly just
be still

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The Moon Fell
Category: Writing and Poetry

the candles fiery arms
tossed smoke that began
at the foot of his black bed where
we rested on elbows for hours
our faces an inch separated
laughing and every once
in a while we would look inside
like it was our first ever so
curious, so sweet until
the moon fell

to

pieces of rising day inside
his beautiful sleeping arms
fully surrounding my middle
he was still dreaming, he
was like a boy and so
I kissed his perfect lips
ran my palms down
his chest, slid him inside
of me until finally he
agreed

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Today’s Reflection
Category: Writing and Poetry

trying
yet lying about
the effort

pretending
through my teeth

being
now beneath me

and less of a woman,
but longer
a mistress

when
dreams
won't come true
this way

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