Tagged: thought
after a while, we
after a while, we
will lose track of what to follow –
a line, a curve, a
scent, a thought – only perhaps
the reach of radiance stays true
.
20210426:2138
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things change
things change.
i do and i don’t i hear
you say.
things change.
twenty years later, you
are eighty weeks and two
days dead.
things change.
i am reading
the days run away
like wild horses over the
hills, and they haven’t
.
20171108:1831
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just when it feels
teeter-tottering
teeter-tottering
on the edges of feelings,
the corners of thought,
there is a likelihood of
losing oneself, unraveling
.
20170726:2308
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it is getting to
it is getting to
the point that we are waking
up more often than
not, having slept wrong, there is an
unidentifiable ache
.
20170228:0733
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the present is a
the present is a
quiver from which we will pull
memory-tipped arrows
to aim at the past and the
future, anywhere but here
.
20161216:2216
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in the middle of
in the middle of
the night, words have
a tendency to flow
backwards, feelings
make a decision to
solidify or
dissipate. sleep
comes eventually
like honey to flies,
slowing down each
thought, arresting
those golden wings
.
20161208:0000
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we are an hour’s
we are an hour’s
ride away from the ocean.
there’s a gathering-
up-of-skirt feeling as i
write this, ready to take the plunge
.
20161104:0744
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on the fifteenth
on the fifteenth
anniversary, the thought
of you arranges
itself into the corners
of each hour, flashes
with so much
vibrancy and
color, it is a
wonder how two
people can live
together for a space
of time and be forever
stuck in the
past, a permanent
impermanence
.
20160911:0859
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you came back to the
you came back to the
city from a week at the
lakes smelling
different, new. at first
we thought it was
nature, the woods,
fresh air, and then
maybe the hotel soap.
by evening, we
identified it as
sunscreen and,
while you unpacked, i
was able to put away
the thought of
separation, restock
the shelf behind
our bathroom
mirror with all
of your familiar things
.
20160814:1858
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