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A little fun for a Friday

And the morning wears her wings While I hitch and haw my way through things Still wearing last Thursday like a wet towel Or a tightly trussed monas..

Knothole shapes shift in the paneling As soon as she is alone again. Dustmotes shimmer in the spiderwebs That no one else sees. She worries that t..

Remember when breathing was reflex And the heart knew its own beat? A lungful of air Sweet cool air So close I can see you breathing So I must ..

The allure of a dream... Egret, white on the wing In a rose quartz sky. Too much of augury And auspices On my porch tonight Where the Creole moo..

The scholar rolls his shoulders, Raises his creased brow past candle To the window, that he might regard her once again, Causing the carefu..

Ndutu Yah got the shine, girl. She ask me for change But I need change from her. I ain't afraid of the doll's eye Lookin at me through celluloid t..