Tagged: poetry

let’s not stay on the

midnight rain, on the

there is often a

there is often a
semblance of control
until there is
not even that –
your tongue
taking a lap or
two around the
race tracks before
placing a wager
.
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an ear against your

an ear against your
chest and images from
tonight’s viewing of
the latest Underworld
in the franchise
beneath my eyelids, i
am once again
wondering whose
heart will stop
beating first, and
would the one that
continues alone be okay
with succumbing to
such guilty pleasures
.
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even now, we are

even now, we are
rehearsing this newest
compulsion to
rebalance, a
gentle pressure to
resist,
but not so much
.
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spring arrives on tip-

spring arrives on tip-
toes, alighting an hour or
two into April.

be ready to negotiate,
have a music to barter
.
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i can’t think of you

i can’t think of you
without thinking about how i
should not be thinking

about your lips – saying it means
i am no longer thinking it
.
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