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Principle is an underlying faculty of endowment,

as greed and curiosity. You can hold an expression

like a run-over doll, frozen in it's dirty little dress,

exceeding beyond the space alloted as

if writing love on a piece of paper is the same

as making circles all around its edges.

 

Nothing. The worships of Elijah,

the email from a friend, gone on to glory,

but saved on the hardest drive, on the

dry-eyed  river bottom. I believed in you

because I had to believe in someone,

something elevated above ground to

hold hands with and , quiet as it's kept,

the two of us were too interpid for death.

 

The clay elixir has gone airborune. The dirty little specks

on the petticoats belonging to the present time;

this room is where the flow of the fluid took place.

Your single hair on my pillow depicts just one

vertical plane.I smile when you smile and there

are scratches but no blood.

 

your bra has left those grooves in your shoulder again,

like long vista's wishing to convince the wind of

the bone silk.Perhaps I should believe.

Nothing holds us with a gun.

 

I wanted to write down all these things,

georgette and portioned out like fetlock

clouds for the animals you dreamed of.

Your perfumed blouse julep with sugar

poured over crushed ice, garnished with

the fresh mint of now and then.

 

Nowhere is your touch

not denoting.

Reviews

[Craba]

This is a very deep write, well written

[Emily B]

oh, grateful to read you

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlande..]

I feel like I'm not worthy to have witnessed this..but I'm grateful to have...if I feel the strength I will return to these words soon. I'm sorry for an improper review. Your words are always humbling, in mind and spirit..the heart, well, I have no business claiming to be part of that family.