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A Man from Mars
A man from Mars who shouted love to keep, Assumed she felt the same love back for him. When he did see such lovely eyes peep His tongue flopped dumb like ugly Farmer Tim. But she denied a man who loved himself. And he did spray a curse so dumb and poor, He stayed on…
Love (III)
Love bade my name lost in the forest black with lantern forward lit. Lo, I formed you in love from the watery track. Come out of this desolate pit. I am not here to bleed or fight, but wish to restore your sight. I abandoned my God given toil seeking my Eve on earth. I…
Love (II)
Love spoke of traditions from men of old, words lost in the world’s weeds. That which I had, merely fools gold, heroes, nothing, without deeds. But doubts crept up with tongue and fang, the last of her songs sang. So I bade Love welcome and she came, still with cheer and tenderness. Eve. Sit and…
Coyote
I relied on her. My world is destroyed. the light of my life is gone. my heart waiting to cry out like a lonely coyote
Love (I)
I bade Love welcome as awe of her eyes rendered my poor own blind. Her Grace greater than stars of blackest skies, enraptured my torn mind. Love did speak to me in the sweetest word, In you has God been heard? My tongue turned dumb from her great truth. Love struck and quivering, I follow…
Arlington No. 1
Dangerously dissolving into diluted ink, my memory of her is a moonlit dream. Feelings upon feelings, layered and intertwined, shame seizes my voice and limbs. She clears and re-orders wordly chaos, abolishing the quivering tone from the narcissistic, miserable man. Shifting like shadows between torn branches, my conscious evades and sidesteps dragged through merciless truth….
stopped
I did quite miss her, the apple of my eye eyes lives like light through a forest smile transforming every corner of my mind’s room hands graceful as silhouettes I did quite miss her, heart bold with wisdom heart bold with ambition and justice I did quite miss her, feet grounded, clearing new paths, paths…
a small boy
a small boy, scared to be alone, afraid of rejection, grows up. a boy smaller, finding and breaking things, desperately looking for a band aid grows up. a boy smallest, gripping at imaginations and locking away insults keeps growing up keeps being small.
Redfish and Michigan No. 2
the crystalline water baptizes my tired body clean but the memories catch my mind, battling the numbing cold in my legs in Mogul’s free alpine air. I see her book, covered wet and sand, the smell of sweet sunscreen and citric lotion sand glistening on her body her carefree smile, as if the michigan shores…
Sorin Street
Stuffed animals bob back and forth to potholes and cracks. leather and wet dog remind me of late nights like tonight like the moon, quiet and unreachable brilliant and shadow-casted like the moon, unrequited partner. There’s the airbnb. the lights shine like the lights 6 years ago, golden hued. Wants and wounds hide behind masquerading…
Idahome to the Dome 
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