String (Falling)
I had strings of seven thousand colors all wound about my mind; each spun from a single spool beginning…
May 8, 2011I had strings of seven thousand colors all wound about my mind; each spun from a single spool beginning…
May 8, 2011I was holding you once, like a falling leaf holds the breeze or like summer holds a sunset and…
April 20, 2011You are a strange journey; A long-drawn breath that I have yet to take. Or, perhaps, a climbing road…
April 11, 2011The corner of my bed is where they hid themselves, the way paper hides the words I think among…
April 6, 2011The shape of a tunnel, the water where those under the sun must stare with two black eyes, for…
March 27, 2011Deconstruction ————————— I am preparing to attend a funeral, my own, where you shall kiss me like Judas and…
March 21, 2011Had war a second, breathing chest perhaps less violence would be had, or I would see you straight through…
March 9, 2011It’s rare for me to post poetry two days in a row, much less poetry that I didn’t write,…
February 17, 2011Full with liquid, dripping from somewhere within the flesh, heart, or soul and brain, weighing more than men could…
February 16, 2011