Tagged: DPchallenge

there is pleasure in

there is pleasure in
fine-tuning a
need, perhaps
for the sound
of your
footsteps
returning
to the hallway –
shuffle,
pause, lift,
turn – even
the edges of
each floorboard
long for your weight
.
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every morning, i

every morning, i
carry over from dreaming
a trace of words, strike

them against one another,
hold my breath for one more spark
.
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solitude contains

solitude contains
the active ingredient
emptiness – not to

be mistaken for hunger,
nor loneliness, nor an ache
.
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your absence is an

your absence is an
imprisonment – my hands are
tied to the anchor

of time. your arrival is
an escape – hours sprint by
.
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no one has yet

no one has yet
isolated the
molecule, but
everyone suspect
it exists. what else
could consistently
carry, fold,
unfold, mend,
and polish,
at times lovingly,
these earliest
memories –
holding them
together
like a kind of
alphabet
for survival
.
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there are decembers

there are decembers
you can’t leave behind,
februarys that
learn to break
the ice. for every
seasons past,
one should
be so lucky
to feel that
ethereal tug
.
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separating an

those old Japanese

love comes from scratch, at

here’s to a nation