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    Tuesday, November 20th, 2007
    12:15 am
    Few shots together
    First two are early on, third is from a few months ago, and the fourth is, well, obviously recent.







    (enlighten me)

    Saturday, November 17th, 2007
    9:18 pm

    (10 pearls of wisdom | enlighten me)

    Monday, June 18th, 2007
    3:08 pm
    Dyspnea
        noun difficult or laboured breathing.

    The sordid world seeps in
    steeped in its heavy humid ways
    through a circle, cut in glass
    so there is no window, closed or open.

    An hourglass, descending
    through the turgid day,
    the sand pouring down, down,
    down into what? Something.

    Thick and desperate smog
    leaves sickly yellow layers
    on languid and discarded thoughts
    that lost their innocence long ago.

    With smokers’ lungs and stinging eyes
    I lift my hand –
                           still alive –
    and let my body linger where it lies.

    (2 pearls of wisdom | enlighten me)

    Saturday, June 16th, 2007
    2:39 am
    Chains

    The unhinged door lies dormant
    in the shady haze of his domain;
    diaries and journals lie tattered and abused
    in a room cluttered with his childhood;

    change waits in broken banks
    to fund his wandering existence
    while a paper bag contains the remnants
    of wooden cities, built high just to be torn down.

    (enlighten me)

    Thursday, June 14th, 2007
    10:16 pm
    She Has Light Ways

    She has light ways,
    like water, soft,
    and windy hard.

    It is not by grace
    nor folly
    that makes her so,

    for she is made
    of moonlight and dew.

    (enlighten me)

    Wednesday, May 30th, 2007
    9:43 pm
    To a Willow Tree in Mt. Pleasant Cemetery

    Wisdom found in each drooping branch,
    nestled in the beard of an old man
    who stands stooped but firm at the edge of the world...

    (cascading)

    ...surrounded by the speeding monuments of the living -
    above, below, around and through -
    that infringe upon the slabbed stones of the dead;

    past the Eaton mausoleum
    where men bring their excesses,
    and lions keep their secrets,
    to the grave.

    (cas-
    cad-
    ing)

    What memories and tears
    of long ago romances and funereal rites
    have you etched into your bark
    and drunk into your roots?

    This is our waterfall of cascading leaves
    that do not drown us but embrace us
    as in the arms and sighs
    of a hundred friends and lovers.

    Oh, wily willow tree,
    rain your wiry willowed branches
        down on me.

    (enlighten me)

    9:41 pm
    Procession

    Yellow paper lanterns guide our way;
        our bare feet feel chalky on the dirt path.

    To others,
        we must look like ghosts,
        yet the hand I feel in mine
            is real, and earnest.

    We smile at each other as our feet reach the grass,
        wet with dew.

    The lanterns and the world grow dim,
        as fate, conquered,
        fades to a darkness
            darker than night.

    (3 pearls of wisdom | enlighten me)

    9:39 pm
    These Words

    In the morning,
        crisp and warming light
        splays across the bedroom
        ease the numbness
        beckon forth
    these words I speak
    will mean something

    In the afternoon
        damp and asthma heat
        sheaths our bodies stickily
        passion serves us
        and renews us
    these words I speak
    will mean something

    In the evening
        starlit moonshine bath
        cradles and protects us
        the future’s blindness
        the dying light
    these words I speak
    might mean something

    In the sleepless hour
        high frequency whining
        knifes through the silence
        eyes go blurry
        and tilt down
            those words I spoke
            you have forgotten
    perhaps tomorrow’s words
    will mean something

    (enlighten me)

    Sunday, May 20th, 2007
    5:14 am
    Change

    Across the expanse of our transaction –
        two quarters,
        a dime,
            and a nickel –
    my fingertips dance upon your palm
    like raindrops on an open flower.

    I dare not look up
    for fear of your indifference.

    (2 pearls of wisdom | enlighten me)

    Saturday, May 19th, 2007
    10:21 pm
    The Weaning

    I try to remove your name from my lips
    and sear away any trace of sweet poison
        from my tongue,
    for there is a direct line from my lips to my heart,
    and while my lips and heart deceive me,
        my mind knows,

            though is stubborn.

    (1 pearl of wisdom | enlighten me)

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