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THE MIDNIGHT STREETS ARE A MIRROR

BELIEVE me when i never told you how gracious
kept pain can be: that i never spoke
those words; the yellow eyes of crying lies
which were \we’d group/
with pretty people on wet midnight streets
like fragrant picked fruit distinctly grouped
very cadmium so reassuringly
— whoa this is bravery

with water-rainbow tints and all the laughter of
liquor-veined beauty ~~ :
today they are raising
a monument by the sea
called YOUTH

:: 07-06-2015 ::


THESE ARE MY FRIENDS

THESE are my friends
one that wishes
the other that begs

Hush to one I said
life bleeds with cuts
the other such pity

These are my friends
one cries and shouts
the other silently weeps

Soothe such anger my angel
blackness begs an audience
dry your eyes my other!

We are such friends
she lives beneath my skin
turmoil burns tender hearts

Now you shall shine
rubies shall you drip
upon the land of giving

At last!  My love’s complete

::12-28-2013::


MY KEEP

I LIVE with you
within my heart
It has no door
— lest you escape
And windows
— there are none
The meadow is here
— for you to lay within
And the sun shines!
— as do the stars
All are within my heart
— beautiful souls may come
but I shall never let go!
             ::::


The SMALL giant

HAVE you seen
the Giant-Small?
It lives in glass
and sleeps in dirt.
One to show
the other to hurt.

Have you seen
the Small-Giant?
It lives in love
and sleeps in gold.

One to hug
the other to know!

:: 1-13-2016