The other day I caught myself staring at your image
Embedded in the cliff-side pool.
Surrounded by flowers and foliage,
Miles away from you.

Your skin porcelain,
Flaws hidden,
Eyes clement,
You didn't even seem human.

And maybe you weren't.
You were perhaps just an abstract concept,
An evanescent concoction of pigments,
Who swam away, leaving behind no remnants.

When I thought ab...

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You were always musical, ready with a tune

And though I was tone deaf, my ear quite tin

We muddled on by dint of the golden mean

Though I was convinced all opera was a sin

The keyboard in our pool is testimony to a breach

A sad rupture in our regime of mutual toleration

I confess that I shoved it in with one fell swoop

After you inflicted that last Prokofiev quotation

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One More Week Gone In A Blink.
Stares Off Reflection…….
Am I Still The Same?
It Reflects The Grimacing.
I Think My Nightmares
Are Trying To Prepare Me.
Anticipating My Bones
Before They Mold,
One Day Wake-Up Old.
I’m A Week Today.
Never’s A Blink Away.
I Think In Nightmares……..
Am I Still The Sane?
It Reflects The Grimacing.

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SHE

She looked all of a rock goddess in her black vest,                                                                                          

grey skin tight leggings and loose brown hair.                                                                                               

Bent over the pool table doing her shot,                                                   ...

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