No matter the degrees earned, the “culture” acquired My soul settles on a warm summer eve under the full moon Johnny Cash slides out of the radio into the night On a lonesome train whistle. No matter how far I roam, the roads to home are dusty Under a wild blue Colorado sky silhouetting Golden […]
I slip around the edges Touching briefly then slipping away. I dance around the edges Bowing to a partner or two then skipping away. I pace along the edges Sharing a fire or a meal then drifting away. I wander the edges of the world Watching just outside the fire’s light then walking away. ***
See how they walk To and from their breaking homes In this twilit town Where naked oaks Sketch the streets And a swirling of crows Settles in clumps On the high limbs Above the old folks home, Cataracts in its vacant eyes. One girl, collar to the cold Hurries home Under sudden streetlights Ushered now
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Annabel Lee It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a
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You left your mark like a prehistoric cave drawing. Unseen, undiscovered, permanent. A message understood only by the one who created it. You created a masterpiece. Beaten, bruised, bleeding, inanimate. To you. Leaving nothing to remember you by but a stain, faded, never gone. Violence the medium that stenciled you onto me so cruelly. Memories
All the walls are windows, but opaque From all the years they’ve been here, all the dust, So up on the top steel girders I can hardly Detect the twitching tail of a Norway rat, The last of my certainties surviving still, Feeding on a few brave mice perhaps. The rest is just the universal
