Tagged: humid

when the Mephisto

when the Mephisto
Waltz
came on the radio
this morning, i
remember your glee
that one hot Florida
summer, putting
your whole body
into melting
the piano, two
hands easily
spanning more
than blue skies.
we all knew we
would make
it one day, those
lucky enough to
dream about
floating away
.
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the first of July

the backs of my knees

the backs of my knees
are swearing, loudly enough
so that the rest of

the body is caught awake
and aware, sticky with words
.
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