Tagged: edges

forty-three hours have

forty-three hours have
passed since we lost you. i hide
the details
from my-

self, don’t get too close to the
edges for fear of falling
.
20170501:0410
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do you want to stop?

do you want to stop?
often comes wrapped
in the most helplessly
luring smile. saying it
and not saying it
is a satin ribbon
on its way to rounding
all the edges so that
the present is secured,
and the future
holds surprises in store
.
20170131:2347
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it takes two to stack

it takes two to stack
silence, straighten
up the edges
periodically
for a shape to
emerge, one
that we can
point towards
each other,
simultaneously
daring and bracing
for a topple
.
20170119:2222
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if we were to press

if we were to press
into the possibilities,
time would put on
his favorite
cloak, allow
its edges to
brush every
temptation, leaving
a trail of
portals behind
.
20160926:0743
y

the edge of the bed

the edge of the bed
traps dreams
the way glass
seemingly traps
water before it
overflows. you
are asleep and on
the other side,
i am on this side
still feeling for the
edges of dreaming
.
20160915:0102
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when we finally

when we finally
bump into the edges of
knowing enough, will
it feel like a coarse
discomfort, a sudden
tangle, or merely a
smooth ache ready to
withdraw from the sun
.
20160713:0127
y

we bump into the