Tagged: wet

after the rain, we

in the middle of

in the middle of
a storm, there are all-iners
and deserters – both

arrive home sopping wet, one
earlier than the other
.
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the watercolor

the watercolor
that is life
as we remember
it runs,
gets lost
edges, pushes
pigments out
of place, so
that we will
never get the
ratio right –
brush to paper,
paper to sponge,
dry on wet,
wet on wet
.
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monday morning, the

monday morning, the
tugboat of dawn refuses
to budge – the darkened

sky apologizes on
its behalf, sends wet missives
.
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on the wet streets of

on the wet streets of
chinatown, there is something
for everybody.

we pick up our pace, not ready
to become ensnared, indulgent
.
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in the same way the

in the same way the
reed must find alignment with
the mouthpiece, spring must

get wet, navigate by trial and
error, before finding its tone
.
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the mind is crowded

the mind is crowded
at a level entirely
unsustainable –
you are looking
at me from across
the river, at least
a school of
thoughts flounder,
waves licking our toes
.
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we are collecting

we are collecting
the best of one another
as if it were the

end of summer already –
eyes and pools sparkling
.
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there is so much

there is so much
comfort in coming
home, a settling
in upon arrival,
tongues loosening,
mouths wet,
ready to once
again swallow
the world
.
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i would like, every

i would like, every
once in awhile,
to be rescued
from the page,
words wet
with anxiety,
pressing against
the margins

for time
.
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