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Not saying anything…

November 28, 2008 Not saying anything, only writing it out, to see it lay down on white so to get up, suspended here on a two dimensional cloud, Descriptions of neither return or regret… I cannot claim these ‘mine’, ‘now’, and the ‘then’ is so thin, dancing throughout a million mile radius inside this page-fog-bank […]

I do not remember what…

November 27, 2008 I do not remember what the weather was like that day; I do know that it was autumn, I recall how the leaves stuck to moist molasses-like substances… There was a sunflower field right next door to this place, this holy wreckage-skin plantation that stretched for nearly a mile: it must have […]

I agree dear friend…

November 27, 2008 I agree dear friend, With-in these slow days, where the clock is not the indication of movement, or its passing, Yes arrives attached to No, loving and yearning for an Eternal Maybe, Just enough to get by ‘getting by’, So to look into the eye of the lover and see not itself, […]

That’s not it…

November 25, 2008 That’s not it and it is also an Isn’t while I’m taking myself off the shelf so to see me putting it back, that same book of growing together pages and only by the sunlight in my reading hand. An outward curiosity; wide open vista buttoning up for a cool walk into […]

I am nearly certain…

November 20, 2008 I am nearly certain that there was a time when I cosmically bawled, weeping from my gut to my seventh chakra and without any intention to make it into a story or even a memory that I could refer to the next day (In case that day wasn’t exciting enough for people’s […]

Sometimes, when…

November 20, 2008 Sometimes, when there’s hurt gargling with my walking with it, with my laying it down, with my finding a place in myself to forgive the person who delivered the exercise for my heart’s oftentimes bragging-elation-self-neighborhood, I sense, that, at a point, around some worn corner, there’s a portrait of me fashioning all […]

Yes, we are all ‘still’…

November 19, 2008 Yes, we are all ‘still’ in Earth-school, we’re the blades of grass under your feet, who, when you step away by thinking round and round your heart, like a lonely Love-dog, about how to get into the master’s card house without knocking it over, give to Space, time and imprint, so it […]

And so, Gerta and Kay…

November 13, 2008 Yes, Somewhere; doth thou dwell greatest in a place that gains no favor or claim to dissent while being a Nowhere Somewhere swearing to become more by tomorrow’s end? And so Gerta and Kay left the snow queen’s castle and journeyed to speak to Etna and Vesuvius concerning how the two peaks […]

One late evening an old man…

November 12, 2008 One late evening an old man was seen dragging a large chest off an overturned wagon train: this litter of sprawled out, wheeled wooden pups dozing in the glistening white sands of the Egyptian desert was indeed a sight by the full moon of Mohammad (Sources say that he himself stepped down […]

If you cannot be…

November 11, 2008 If you cannot be a lover away from the Beloved, then, of what use was the Beloved?