BEFORE THE DAY BREAKS
BEFORE THE DAY BREAKS
All and most all ways there is a kind of a sort of a motion
When I look at you and I do
Taste the silk and silver on you to find
One of you in hiding from one of me to be
A posture keen to be akin to you and me
The air in slow vibration lingers
In the wake of your sigh soaring in kind
Of what says ever who tells never so ready
For caressing waves of f...
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An Ode To The Note Left On The Fridge Door
AN ODE TO THE NOTE LEFT ON THE FRIDGE DOOR
Not that it matters, but who could have foreseen the end of the world
That silky-sulky visceral notion dawning on the horizon
It whispers in hot agitation about what
Matters and bothers shall not burden
But ...
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