September 2014

Dripping

September 12, 2014

We don’t talk About anything Or at least The gap between What makes you Scream and cry And what you pass Through your lips Smiling and nodding Is profound I watch your words Glistening Dripping As they slide Over the precipice Your bottom lip Pushed forward Like a ledge Over which The infinite horizon Tumbles […]

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Resonance

September 9, 2014

When I cover my ears with my hands I can still hear the man singing out loud In the middle of the intersection At the top of his deep resonant voice His dog lies at his feet while he shouts out In the middle of the intersection Right under the window of my office His […]

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Dugs

September 4, 2014

My mother used to refer to her breasts sometimes as dugs As if she was a sheep and we were little lambs hanging off her teats Sometimes her phrases still come to me as I fall asleep And dream of those days when we were sane It was a time when words were tame and […]

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Illogical

September 3, 2014

It’s illogical to think of life As something we can know When there’s so much hatred, so much strife Our children have lost hope I can’t be standing in their shoes I don’t know what it’s like Only looking in from here Wondering how to cope It’s illogical to think of men Hiding darkly from […]

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Barbecue

September 1, 2014

You lit the barbecue, we all stood round Drinking a beer or a margarita While we watched the smoke curl up to the sky Dreamed about the lives we wanted to live We talked, we ate, we drank, we loved and laughed Under the sun as it sank overhead Till the night came out in a […]

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