Tagged: confusion

midnight rain, on the

even now, we are

even now, we are
rehearsing this newest
compulsion to
rebalance, a
gentle pressure to
resist,
but not so much
.
20170416:2241
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he said you must have

he said you must have
had an inkling
, and i
immediately started
dialing through
the sounds and tastes
of an inkling, how
one could possibly
curve around all that
silence, travel for
miles to stay
grounded, look
me straight in the
eye to avoid
detection. no one
ever wins at hide
and seek – the
winner is the loser
who waits in
the dark,
not an inkling
.
20170202:2148
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if we were all on

if we were all on
the same cycle of hormonal
distribution, there
would be worst days for
dialogue, best days
for getting things done,
and still, enough
days in between for
inexact yearning
.
20160831:0847
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i would like to not

i would like to not
have to worry
about being
bitten –
i hold you
tighter to increase
the surface area of
us, cause
compound confusion
.
20151015:0054
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the pattern of each

the pattern of each
day
develops its very
own entanglements –
a misplaced message,
a window jammed,
a hidden sock,
the kettle overflowing
.
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