Mercury at this late date, to no alarum — the batteries, trust in that, were dead — took a knap & fewest he as told & shortest cane, a lantern up- right behind the dog, tender with it, they; the man stood, shaped iron & adze made wood on his shoulder — she had saidContinue reading “IV Quondam”
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liar
Originally posted on the poet within:
the sadness guards our secrets. i gave my heart to absurdity that encouraged us that love is real.
This Too
my legs –& they were not even crossed, as I stood, were both asleep; to savour this new-ness at once gravity & joy — O hold down the floor — all day they’re up redoing the roof
it’s the way he holds her
Originally posted on jaywalking the moon:
the clock ticks slowly & i’m listening to the concert on the street, a violin, gut wrenching melody, from the gallery window, painted clowns, keep smiling, sMiLinG– at me, & i buy a card, Klimt’s “Kiss” //on the blank, white inside write one single line beCause i’m not afraid…
Yeggman
one dot like this you’d see because there it is thats three if pick in these its really by now six-some- seven how you do that I don’t know
ayaladn 