Tagged: relationships

at the edge of sleep,

at the edge of sleep,
i am waiting for one of
your memories to

pull me down deeper, or is it
one of my memories, dead weight
.
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years of practicing

love isn’t easy –

please pardon me for

beneath the cotton

beneath the cotton
candy kanzan blossoms, we
find ourselves and each

other, faces painted in sun
and shadows, a fresh camouflage
.
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first impressions run

first impressions run
deep – we keep remembering
one another just

as we were and not as we
have become, pressed by the world
.
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six-forty-five and

at the end of the

at the end of the
night, i store all of these pinpricks
in my heart, absorbed,

melted down into coarser,
even coarser elements, pray
.
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the people we know

the people we know
and love, loved, still love are quite
easily the same

people who shoot to kill – warning:
not-an-intruder alert
.
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at the end of the

at the end of the
day, you will be left with no
choice but to play the

white card – neighbor, friend, lover,
in-law, student, colleague, stranger
.
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