Tagged: looking

day 438,

day 438,
marriage looks like you looking
at me looking at

you – across the room, some kind of
kaleidoscopic camouflage
.
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stop and don’t stop

stop and don’t stop
looking for signs
they are all there,
staring someone
else right
in the face
.
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at the bookstore the

at the bookstore the
other day, i get down to
my knees and find myself
eye-level to a shelf
of books that scream
you. i pull off
a few volumes, open
to chance pages,
always looking for a
message, a sign to
your disappearance.
in one is a man
lighting up a
cigarette, in
another is someone
cursing, and in
a third, a
blank page, waiting
for the right
moment that will
no longer come
.
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looking and not

looking and not
looking is an art
you can’t do
either without
some form of
commitment
.
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time bunches

before music became

before music became
portable
, it could tickle
the toes, pull on our
skirts, tease our rhythms,
and make small talk
with memories. it is
no small wonder then
that we pack the trains
every morning, side
by side, plugged in,
absorbed, seeing
without looking
.
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