Tagged: reflection

every morning, new

every morning, new
worlds appear unbidden, having
nothing and every-

thing to do with the way we
see each other, interact
.
20170424:2132
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it has come to my

it has come to my
attention that
you sing when
moving from room to
room in the middle of
a quiet afternoon because
i scare easily. love is
adding to our repertoire
so that we can
become more
secondhand
fearless together
.
20170417:0803
y

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
.
20170405:2245
y

there are tricks to

there are tricks to
carrying you
around. as soon as i
get it down cold,
i’ll have no problem
letting you go
.
20170405:2142
y

the ones you miss

the ones you miss
most are the ones
who depart the
soonest – trying to
get out of that one
requires a time
machine or two
fingers of whiskey
.
20170330:2048
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the thought of the thought

perhaps you protect

perhaps you protect
yourself from me a little,
when a handful of
words exchanged
can acquire life,
get out of bed
with a sigh, become
intimate with every corner
of the apartment, eat
the same meals you
eat, watch the same
Centurion Classics,
crawl into the hammocks
you hang between more
words planted by once
familiar authors, lay down
beside you at night,
try to control their
breathing in the dark,
on the chance that you
won’t swat them away
.
20170324:2246
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