When my mind rests
I cannot rest
The night cools down
so fast
Their shirts look clean
but I smell a nervous smell
Poison takes over
the unit
Of course the strong know
many things
What opens up
so beautiful
They talk
about their hands
Fiction, Fabulous Fabrication, or Fact? You be the judge--please ask permission before copying, citing, or otherwise using any part of this blog--
Thursday, July 30, 2020
Thursday, July 23, 2020
First Of All
The valley is a wide smile just like
the one you had in the photo. I could only see
the gap between my teeth when I looked
laughing a year ago
into the fake space between us.
The oily leaves of oaks shine
under the windy sun. How did I get here
how did I get this far from the dry stubble
that's underneath the trees
underneath the shade so interesting
so cool and so delirious
next to our mouths.
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