Monthly Archives: August 2011

Reduction

others swallow the world but I content myself with small things dew on a leaf shaft of light a wall of glass uninterrupted curve of a stream bend of an arm blue of your eye the world swallows me

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If I Were Blind

If I were blind I would read your mind like a book of Braille or a seismograph measuring earthquakes. Line after line your thoughts would shoot up like the birth of a volcanic mountain range. Your words would flow out … Continue reading

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Little Song

lyrics for a little song…it’s on the player on the Songs page if you want to hear the demo… It’s a little song, won’t fight for elbow room Just a little song It knows you’ve got to be going soon … Continue reading

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Gratitude

I was picking blueberries in the sunshine today, and was swept away by a sudden burst of happiness. It was the sun on the ripening fruit, and the fact I was relaxing at home. But it was so much more … Continue reading

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She romanced you with vowels and consonants and carefully placed punctuation, and sometimes a complete lack of it, which doesn’t mean she didn’t love you that day, just that she was giving you room to decide. She dredged up impossible … Continue reading

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Ruby Red

There is nothing like a grapefruit to cure a broken heart. It’s ruby red juice deluges the tongue, gushes and swishes away all the useless remnants of lust that still make your mouth go dry with desire after all is … Continue reading

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Nothing is any good without you

Nothing is any good without you. When I sleep, my feet and my hands search the sheets for yours like restless nomads wandering a desert dry as cotton. When I read, my eyes stumble over the words and fall off … Continue reading

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