Tagged: shape

stories nest inside

stories nest inside
stories nesting inside other
stories – when one of

them loses shape, we become
on the verge of collapsing
.
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a meditation

a meditation
on the threads that carry our
stories – the shapes that

lie beneath, the shapes to come,
not without some finger pricks
.
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space and anti-space,

space and anti-space,
cut and sewn together – the
shape of things to come
.
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the shape of things to

the shape of things to
come is often oblique, not
quite visible – we

keep connecting disparate
dots, looking for direct lines
.
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careening down the

careening down the
bicycle lane, bowling pins in
the shape of pigeons
.
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please pardon me for

please pardon me for
noticing – you are a weird
shape to hold tonight
.
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on these city streets,

on these city streets,
let your imagination
loose, the shape of trash
.
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every once in a

every once in a
while, we get a glimpse of what
is possible, the

shape of almost being whole,
and endeavor not to break
.
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it is easier

it is easier
to lose our way
than find a
way back – this,
we all want to
believe, as we stretch
into a new shape
and try not to
boomerang
.
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across the

across the
snow-covered
road, an empty
canvas –
a broken
umbrella
dancing –
pink, losing its
shape long
enough to take on
a new shape
.
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