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Month: May, 2013

Holding the Connection

memories
thoughts of remembrance
for a
place we’ve never been
nostalgia
for dream places
we’ve never seen
this emotional
connection makes it
real
we are connected to the
past
as long as we feel

and as long as
we tether our thoughts
to these feelings
we are holding the connection
to some ancient moment

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Moon on the Water

somebody untied all of the boats

they started to drift away from the wharf
and
began to bump into each other

the wind and the water
made them bump into each other

no one was around

it was nighttime and
the sky was clear

if someone was there
they would have seen all the
boats bumping into each other

See You There

hello
everyone
I haven’t met

whats your
life like?

you don’t know me
and
I don’t know you

but we are all
on the same rock
going through this

passing through this space
feeling deep
awkwardly sophisticated dirty
confused
misshaped and odd

which is unusual
due to our
happenstance

but is similar
in our dance towards
that ever so common
ending

the death.

Slouch

my ape arms
are comfortable
laying on this
dark wood table

sweet tart
razor blade
dry honest
tooth ache

how long
can I slouch
like this
with my eyes
feeling heavy

all I’ve got left
is red wine
and
bologna

Tiny Tarnished Lockets

it looks like
you never went to bed
because your
hair is dark and perfect

the collection
of decorations
around your neck
lets me know
that you value
the past
in the form
of tiny faded pictures
fixed in tiny
tarnished lockets
laying across
your
collar bones

they look at home
relaxed hanging
flat against your smoothness

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And Kissing The Person I Love (reading)

All I want for my life
is to be floating in a
spiritual soup of
endless musical orgasms
and
kissing the person I love
and
leaving behind my skin
and cells
for eternal epiphanies
of dopamine soaked dreams
covered in love robes
stitched by the spirits
of ancient star gazers
who dance around the
forever burning big bang synapse!

Rigby

Her name will go unspoken
She was beautiful
like a panic attack

She went to Alaska
because
that is the opposite
of
the place she was born

she was born in Ireland
and
her hair is actually red

its been years
since she left
the white landscape

but her hair
still blows across
the snow
and gets tangled up in the trees