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There is a tension –there is a tension between our lips.I’ve noticed it at timeswhen we kiss in the moonlight When we leave marksdown each other’s necks – it is there,a longing pull,tugging on your hair. and I’ve felt that way with you.a filma novela play couldn’t describe it right. Like the moon longs for…

Right before it startsI am a shell- waiting -it starts small, like a glimmer of a flame in a dark cavethenit washes over my corpse,a sea of foam bubbling up over coarse sand. It begins. The flame becomes irrevocable.Crashing waves no longer bare similarity -I have evaporated in the heat In the blaze I come…

I remember nothing of my childhood but the dreams I had.Dreams of growing old, charismatic and bold,but I don’t dream like that anymore. I am old now, but not for not I am sad.Meaningless faces – a series of spaceslined up on the page in front of me. As I write I try not to…

Guide no sheep to sleep as pale is my eye’s eye.We find dull awe knowing what went before us –As lust devours awe for arms raised in anger. Far sighted people send hate in the form of comments.Sailors enlist – a gun trying to right angry remarksWhite is their linen, that I have often stopped…

I sat in a coffee shop – table to myself –prescribing meaning to the books I’ve read”What’s in a name?” she says to no oneI check the scansion – notate accordingly Absurd, one calls it – accordingly –green faced with horns and raspy voice “What’s in a name?”she winks at the audienceI observe the feet…

and as sunlight struck her lead leaden eyes, “Which bar was I at?” Dawn came slow at first – then all at once Walking to the car, barefoot, in the rain,         in the dress she wore last night Shadows shifted slightly each time her eyes opened – and as she stumbled her way into…

You never quite realize the season has changedtill you leave your house at 4pm dark out.The sudden onset of night is shocking.It feels like it will last forever –An eternal, sunlight sings softly,celibacy, so seasons sew surely –from the kiss, seen simply.of sunlight. simple sunlight shines soft. Sunlight – and its often painful embrace –…

A slab of meat, but tied to rollerblades.Cinnamon sweet and quick on his feet.A little too loud but often somber in heat.The embodiment of farce whose own force, topples over feet and well fairs. Smelly. And Hungarian. And hungry. POINT.For a year – peed like a girl. He once broke my nose,sneezing for fun to…

The badly played violin gets no sympathy, tears shed over flat pitch?Eyes – do –make coaches met with strain,like the strain of a musicians finger – rosewood,and if sympathy be sought, no further than BaroqueTimbre who breaks low(The howl of forlorn wolves) What of the violin! Closeness to the voice –Sotto voce.Full fortissimo.Falsetto.Horse hair –…

It’s quiet and sweet – then it’s not We are gonna get through it, I promise we’ll get through it. (There is now a tambourine on stage)It has lost all its semblance (quiet and sweet)it sits downstage right waiting to exit waiting for it’s cue Kiss,Goodbye,that light,violet and white the square, won’t care, you’ve goneThe…