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Stage Left

When I've spent too long Exploring her reflecting eyes, She moves as if through jelly, Floods of maple syrup, Inching past me in minutes Stretched thinly, Threatening to tear. She leaves as if escaping, Lacking pause, Or interruption, A regret, Or sentiment. I always give myself To the clueless, Careless, Kind yet unaffected. I long to see somebody Examining me, Studying my exiting. - 7/24/26
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Stony Places

The mono speaker in the restaurant Is playing my favorite eighties song About a love, A beautiful and tender flower thin and Breaking through the ugly earth's Embittered crust To grow And die, Unable to survive Rootless. Already You have left your seat, Your coffee steam A starving spirit Faintly rising in the air. I'm barely aware. - 7/23/26
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Indiscretion

  If I were but a servant in your house We’d likely never speak of this again, I’d put it down, Somewhere so dark and deep, And let it spring forth Like a seed. This burial Knows no future life.  I see you wilt And wonder If I could have Set you light. - 7/19/26
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Journey

You are my sometimes. You take my world inside And breathe it out Imperfect,  But a little cleaner. Twenty years I’ve journeyed To find you coy. Should sails inflate And take me on,  Or do you wait Anxious on shores Oblivious? Although I know You’re toxic. - 7/29/26
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Frontier

I knew from how I made you shake Earthquake An avalanche Down over me Was imminent. I didn't see Cascades of white And ice Would drive me Out of reach.  - 7/14/26
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Some Rain

Some rainy evenings are a tongue, And some are teeth. Tonight's an open mouth. The universe and all its mysteries Are tangled underneath her ears Along the back of her neck. Although in this all-prevailing sheet of shadow, I am stunned in awe Yet none the wiser, Blindfold fallen only for a moment. - 7/13/26
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A Friend

You thought you made a friend And suddenly your world Sufficient, Adequate. Your friend is gone, And all is threadbare, Pockmarked, Barren. The stranger with the narrow underwater eyes Abundant Grins, A secret words are rags To clothe, Beginning. - 7/7/26
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