| transfiguration
the moon
loses control
in water
he did not know
why he even looked
over each ripple,
slipped off his mask
and bled light
how this spell
spread his
shadowless fingers
over the belly,
fish dreaming below
the moon
bathes, and water
breathes
11/9/09
influences: li po, schoenberg's verklarte nacht
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| Absence
When you are away
I am no longer
in the business
of paring emotions
onto the page
like onion scraps
stinging sore
stripped bare
like bark-less limbs
in winter
It is no longer
an order of business
but a pressing wind
in a desert of pleas-
one eye to the line
of the edgeless
waste of sand,
the other--dreaming,
yielding,
fumbling
at the faint curve
of your face
wondering when
I'll touch water
10/15/09
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| Untitled
For Leo
The stove is burning
amber brushes your cheek
whispers from sleeping bags
eyes batter to sleep
Winds lull
and trees sway
but stars
unerringly smile
between leaves
through trails
and bathe
in the dreaming lake
just as I bathe
in your kisses
at dawn
when the stove
has stopped burning
and sunlight
brushes your face
10/12/09
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| The Stage
Life bubbles
from her hands
gliding over lumps
of black and white -
Lumps caught
in speechless throats
to be freed
in the sweep of applause
like puddles of feet
and rain -
The adrenaline
awesome
as breathing fire
from a sweat-ridden neck
as she turns
to face the ocean
8/22/09
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| Breakfast
Bacon tusks
Bake in recent memory
over flames of a
goofy first touch -
How the flames grow
wild beneath time's
thrashing course -
through lunch and dinner
Dessert, of flames
over a glaze of sugar
coats your lips -
Bacon tusks
- still dangling
7/30/09
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